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290 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 15, 2015
And I thought our driver was about to shit himself. I about died when he blasted that stinking far, acting like we didn't hear him or even smell it.
That little boy probably farted and she wanted to kick his ass.
Madison opened the door to find Kat in a heated conversation over a pile of shit.
I gingerly picked up Kat's shoe...I cleaned it off....
Then, snickering to herself, she thought, I better not let her smell it.