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380 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 28, 2010
Yes, that’s right. My mother not only named me Anne Shirley Blythe, she named my older brother Gilbert, after Anne of Green Gables’ love interest. It’s a miracle that I haven’t needed massive amounts of therapy. Yet.
“You okay to drive?” I ask.
Jack gives me a look. “Better than you.”
I stand up straighter. “Hey, it was the only way I could get through the evening.”
“And I thought you drank a lot of margaritas in Mexico.”
“Bastard.”
“I think your father established tonight that I’m definitely not a bastard.”