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334 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 13, 2013
“Everyone told me I needed to move on. That was like asking me to pierce my own flesh and crush my empty, beating heart. They wanted me to toss it away and continue to breathe. How could a man function without his heart?”
“Not easier, but the pain is like a knife. It’s sharp at first, and tears through you. It’ll always be there, but after a while it dulls.”


Ten-year-old Caleb Tanner wants nothing to do with Sylvie Cranston, the annoying weird girl who moves next door to him and gets him in trouble for swearing. But at twelve, they become friends when he teaches her how to hook a fishing line and she shows him the value of a selfless act. At fourteen, he falls in love with her.
At sixteen, she dies.
Or so he’s told. But Cal never believes it. Sylvie has become part of his soul. He knows her like the steady beating of his own heart. He’d know if she was dead. Cal looks for her, prays for her and finally he just waits for her.
Nine years later, she walks into the community college English class Cal is teaching. Only this girl claims her name is Sophie Becker and she doesn’t know him. Cal knows better. He’s determined to get the girl he loves back—and protect her from the danger that took her away all those years ago.
"I never planned for Sylvie Cranston to be my best friend. I never expected her to be the muse in all my dreams, or the girl who later haunted my nightmares. I certainly never planned to fall in love with her, but that was exactly what happened.
Everyone told me I needed to move on. That was like asking me to pierce my own flesh and crush my empty, beating heart. They wanted me to toss it away and continue to breathe. How could a man function without his heart?"
"It doesn't matter if you're behind a locked door under the covers or walking around in the middle of the night. If something's gonna get you, it'll get you no matter what."
"The girl didn't have to win my heart. She owned it outright."
"I restrained myself from grabbing her arm, snatching off those sunglasses and releasing her hair from the baseball cap. It was a surefire way to get myself canned or grant me a one-way hall pass to a psychiatric hospital… I was searching for a dead girl after all."
"It doesn't matter what we call ourselves. We belong to each other."




















𝓤𝓷𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓵𝔂 this book was very "meh" for me. 😪 The first half 🅙🅤🅜🅟🅔🅓 from past to present too much. 🙈 Then the 𝕣𝕖𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕟 happened 🆆🅰🆈 too easily, and from there basically ₦Ø₮Ⱨł₦₲ much happened until the very 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮 ending. 🙈 I also didn't see any need for the f-¢к вυ∂∂у inclusion of Molly. 🔪 That was the very definition of 🅿🅾🅸🅽🆃🅻🅴🆂🆂 OW drama...sigh. 👎

