Just for the Summer (Part of Your World, #3)

by Abby Jimenez

The one-eighty our lives had taken since then was truly unbelievable. Some alternate universe. A hellscape.

“I do love Trader Joe’s,” I said, smiling at the bag. “Nothing like a grocery store that makes you have to visit another grocery store right after.”

“I have never met cooler people than the women in prison,” Emma

“How the hell do I do this?” I whispered. Brad answered. “You go through it. You can’t go around it, you have to go through

THIS.

It’s funny how when you find someone you like as much as I liked her, the destination is suddenly wherever they are. Even if there’s someplace better, you wouldn’t go if they couldn’t come.