My Return to the Walter Boys (My Life with the Walter Boys, #2)

by Ali Novak

The air here smelled how I always imagined summer should—a mix of barbecue and chlorine and freshly cut grass.

That’s what made grief so difficult to overcome; no matter how much effort you put in to moving on, it was always lurking below the surface, ready to pop up at any moment and leave you reeling.

That was what true healing was, wasn’t it? Acknowledging your pain but choosing happiness—and