“Don’t worry. I’ll find every last sprinkle. I swear.” Kylian goes rigid, and his spine snaps straight. “Give me the car keys,” he demands of Kendrick before leaning against the counter below the window and hollering, “One soft serve vanilla cone, extra sprinkles!”
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Abby Millsaps,
Too Fast
“I’m not easy to love. There’s too much trauma, too much anxiety and residual pain in my blood for any of this to be easy. I struggle enough to love myself some days. My impulse is to lash out—don my armor and rally hard when the world’s working against me.”
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Abby Millsaps,
Too Fast