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There was no one to help them if I ever broke down. I had to be everything for everyone, and as exhausting as that was, it also defined me. I wasn’t an artist. I wasn’t a great cook. But I was dependable, and I showed up for those I loved. That had to count for something in this life.
Get me a photo of that Tim Tebow guy praying on the football field,” Mr. Stevenson demanded.
WHY IS TIM TEBOW SNEAKING HIS WAY INTO MY ROM COMS???
Natalie had booked Sasha Storm Cloud, a self-proclaimed medicine woman and spiritual leader, as our special guest and speaker, and while the content was also questionable, it was better than being evangelized by an ex–football player.
“No funny business. I’m not interested in joining the Mile High Club,” I teased.
“That’s too bad. I’m already a member.” He kept walking.
“Great!” I heard him jump up and then felt the weight of him shift the bed as he hopped in. “Over the sheets,” I warned.
oh no there’s only one bed? Shock
A smart Ember would have just left the room and headed down to the event space right then. But smart Ember was unavailable.
Smart ember was absent in this entire book I fear
