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First published May 25, 2019

The extent of our family drama is what Nic calls “mild.” The last family confrontation we had was when someone mixed the whites with the colors and stained Mom’s bed sheets. No one owned up to it. Really, Mom can only point the finger at Dad or me, since George is apparently too young to work the machine.
In the end, the case went unsolved. But as I sit here, older and wiser by a year, I don’t know how it didn’t occur to me that the culprit was, in fact, the one who initiated the investigation in the first place. Mom.
“It was you,” I interrupt the conversation, speaking my mind. The room goes quiet. My mom is so pedantic about things—she does all the linen, including ironing the goddamn tea towels. I stay away from all of that, and I don’t think I’ve seen Dad do the laundry in about ten years. Everyone stares at me, and Mom asks, “What are you talking about?” I want to say: You did it. You stained your own sheets, and you were just trying to shift the guilt from your own conscience. I’m an idiot for not putting the pieces together sooner, and so is Dad, but I guess that’s just one of our similarities, being brought to light.

I really liked this book. Yes, it was a little cliché and far-fetched sometimes, but the story kept me engaged throughout. It was well written and well paced. It had an interesting and sweet plot. There were quite a few twists and turns in the last 30%, and as I mentioned above, some of them were a bit far-fetched. But I wasn't overly bothered by that. It had a nice cast of secondary characters. And both the main characters were very likable. All in all, this was a very enjoyable read and I'll be keeping an eye on this author to see what she has up her sleeve for us next.

"I imagined what my name would sound like on his lips so many times, but not once did I ever think it would sound that good."📖 I Spy The Boy Next Door📖
There was just so much blood, and before I knew it, I was on the ground. . . and in his arms. SCORE! Maybe having panic attacks and getting nauseous at the sight of blood isn’t such a bad thing.and this:
I never would’ve thought the help I would need would come from a gay guy and a chick as blunt as they come.