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Mostly weathered Christian fiction and Chicken Soup for the Soul books. I don’t think those are mine.
“Get in, losers, we’re going sleuthing.”
What if he’s not my dad? What if I’m not Mary? What if that’s not my name?
He really thinks I’m Mary Boone. He needs me to be Mary Boone.
Wayne may have killed her, but I’m the one who left her vulnerable on the night he was prowling for his next Mary.
The man who killed so many helpless girls was bested by a seventeen-year-old nationally ranked softball star in his own house.
I lived because you loved Lola enough to chase her down.
I’m not okay yet, but I’ll survive today. I’ll survive the days to come. Somehow.