Well then, Elise,” Marceline says, using my name for the first time since I’ve known her. “I guess it’s time for you to wake up.
Suzanne YoungIn my hand I hold a small guardian angel figurine set in a smooth, clear
stone. It’s beautiful, a promise of love. Of forever.
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I’m hopeful that the new job I’m starting today at Santo’s Restaurant will not only get me paid, but will also help me meet some quality people. Or I’ll just eat a lot of chimichangas. I’ll be all right either way.
Suzanne YoungHow do you get places?”
“I go around saving attractive girls,” he says. “Obviously.
For a brief second I remember everything about who and what I used to be. But most of all, I remember Harlin. And I wonder how he’ll find me if I’m someone else.
Suzanne YoungIn my head I hear a whisper, or rather the memory of a whisper. The familiar voice is soft, and it warms me from the inside out as it murmurs a name: Charlotte.
Suzanne YoungI try to tell myself he’s probably a teddy bear on the inside. But I’m pretty sure that’s not true.
Suzanne YoungWhy are you here?” Lucy asks incredulously. “You didn’t say yes?” I shake my head, and my sister looks offended on behalf of the entire female species. “I’m sorry to say this, Elise,” she states, taking out a slice and biting off the end. “I think you need therapy.
Suzanne YoungAnd while I’m at it, I’ll find out what’s wrong with your sister, too.
Suzanne Younghe lets me take the orders, standing at my side like
my own personal Mexican food encyclopedia
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