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227 pages, Kindle Edition
Published February 24, 2016


"...cutting into his t-bone steak. His rose gold cuff links gleamed back at me in the candlelight and clinked against his plate. With each saw of his knife, red juices pooled on the plate, hitting the mound of mashed potato like a sea wall."





DollyWOOD: …you can’t be serious. You’re my best friend. What am I to you?
Blackbird: What it boils down to is: this friendship cannot leave this chat box.A distraught Dolly comes up with a plan to find her internet friend with the pretense of "making sure he is alive" as Charlie has conveniently disappeared.
...without warning, one day, Blackbird vanished. He left no trace he ever existed at all. He deleted his online accounts, including his email. The only evidence I had of our friendship were archived emails.Dolly finds Charlie and the mystery of why he stopped all communication is disclosed.
A young girl about four-years-old, with cherry popsicle-stained lips and glossy pigtail braids, told me her name was Taddy, and that she'd sell me her baby brother, Finn, for a piece of chocolate and a piggy-back ride to the mailbox and back.Kids say the darnest things and I could see one of my nieces or nephews saying something along those lines too.