The Red Shoe Box

The Red Shoe Box

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"Who do you think you are?" Ouch. What was this supposed to mean? Did McKay tell? "I am so sorry Tracey McKay told me everything and-" "What did he tell me? Did you tell me anything?" she turned to McKay. "McKay who is he?" she whispered. Now Jason was confused. "Tracey it's me! Jason!" "I'm sorry I must not know you that well." "No Tracey you know him really well," McKay pitched in. "Um, I'm sorry I don't know you." Tracey's normal teenage life is unexpectedly put to a halt when she is injured in a devastating accident. Her head injury appears to have no issue until a boy comes along, Jason. They are together, but Tracey has no memory of him- nothing. The only thing that serves as evidence that they are in love is a shoe box under her bed, filled with memories of him and the power of music. Will Jason and Tracey be reunited once more, or will they fall apart?
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Two years. Two years have passed since I had left the man that I loved, my second chance mate. It had been two years since I caved, since I caved in to the fear that Xavier would be like my first mate, abusing me and breaking me far beyond repair. A part of me knew that was the fear talking, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't help but listen, leaving behind the man that I was supposed to stay with for the rest of my life and leaving behind the children that I was supposed to care for. However, there was a part of me that didn't want to listen and didn't want the fear to win. That part wanted me to be with him through thick and thin, not wanting to be alone any longer broken or not. Just maybe this male was the one that would finally help me put myself back together. Maybe. All I needed to do was keep that small glimmer of hope alive. It was all that I had. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks.

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