Past or the Present (Late Night Reading/Brady Szuhaj)
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  • Time 5m
Ongoing, First published Dec 07, 2011
Missy Rain and Brady Szuhaj have been best friends since they were born,their parents were best friends with each other after all.As they grew up Missy and Brady became more distant each year until they hardly remembered one another.When Missy's mother died when they were both just fourteen,Missy is forced to move in with Mr. and Mrs.Szuhaj and Brady as well.They begin to grow closer but then Brady starts a band.He becomes famous and suddenly he isn't just the boy who used to come home muddy and bruised every day from their games at the lake.He wasn't just the boy who would climb trees with her or the boy who had snowfights with her.He was the boy she grew to love.
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