Jessica Wells

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He laughed, wild and crazy, then braked so fast I was flung forward so my forehead struck the windshield! Blood trickled from the cut. Next he snatched the purse from my lap, leaned to unlock my door, then he shoved me out into the pouring rain!
Jessica Wells
My jaw is on the floor
Petals on the Wind (Dollanganger, #2)
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