Font Size:  

“Do you need any help?” Elise asked.

“No way. Although it’s pretty funny that the two of us continue to get injured, isn’t it?” he called.

“Funny is a word for it,” Elise said.

As Wayne returned to the couch, he furrowed his brow, took another sip of his beer, and said, “Have you looked at the diary any more for clues about why it didn’t work out between your mom and Dean?”

“I’ve thought of it.”

Truthfully, the end of the diary frightened Elise.

She wanted to know the truth, but she also didn’t want the hunt to end.

She didn’t want to come to the part where her mother had to face the sadness of her reality.

She loved living in the fuzzy in-between, watching as a twenty-four-year-old Allison Darby fell head-over-heels with the handsome Dean Swartz.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like