Adam was in the treehouse just after sun-up the next day, which was already starting off on the wrong foot. How dare he interrupt my sleep on a Sunday morning? But he was too persistent to ignore with the barrage of pebbles thrown at my window and the not so quiet whispers of, “Emily!”
Playlists, Pastries, And Positive Thinking
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