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320 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 14, 2016
She’s smiling. Her hair doesn’t smile with her, and she scratches under it.
Thelma has a wig.

She’s going to tell me I’m dying, I think. I will never see my friends again. I will never cuddle with Mabel and fall asleep to her snoring. I will never go to Spain or any Spanish-speaking country, not Mexico or Venezuela or Costa Rica or Puerto Rico, which I know is not a country.
So I settle back, and then the worst thing happens. I can’t set the iPad on my belly. I can’t sit up to watch it. And for the brief moment that I do this anyway, looking at the screen makes me sick to my stomach.

How lucky am I, I think, that this guy works here, now? The crazy unlucky part comes back quickly, though, because here he is standing up and I am lying here, a mess, a mess who fell on her face in front of him.
Who is Connor? He is incredibly cute, but I can see he also bites his nails really, really short. Like he hardly has any nails. That is never a good quality in a boy, I think,
“Am I going to die?”





