![]() ![]() “So what? It’s not about the game it’s about the hotties in football tights.” The exuberant school spirit one feels for their college football team is desperately missing within me.īesides, large group events make my stomach hurt. I’m not quite Braxton University material…yet. I’ve only been a Bobcat for about two weeks-and technically, most of that time was spent getting registered, transferred, moved, and settled into my dorm room. “I don’t even like football.” I half shrug, feeling more grounded, and hope she’ll drop the raffle topic. The scents of crisp autumn leaves, spicy lattés, and freshly printed ink mingle together to create a wary but exciting mix of new school smell.īlinking hard once, I refocus on my coping technique. “Earth to Ari.” Vanessa waves her hand in front of my face, the raffle tickets gripped between her fingers fanning a rush of cool air across my skin. It's better to burn out, than to fade away. ![]() Get your free book now! Want to read the first book in the Living Heartwood series for free? Click the image above to get your free ebook now, and fall in love with Sam and Holden’s story in THE DARKEST PART. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. ![]()
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