All Last Summer (Love on Summer Break, #1)

by Stephanie J. Scott

My palms were drenched, like personal hand-shaped saunas were attached to them. My heart, a freight train barreling toward my ribcage.

“I chased popularity too.” “Look where it got you. Making out by a dumpster in the parking lot of your crappy summer job.”

“What’s gotten into me is what I should have done a long time ago.

That’s what mature people do. They call each other out when they’ve done wrong. They listen to each other. And then they change.”