MasukAll the songs that have been listed and have been an inspiration for this book are listed below. Please feel free to create your own playlist of these songs as well as the songs from my debut book, A Little Cinderella Moment. For a disclaimer, I own NO RIGHTS to the music selected in this book.Song
1 year later The late afternoon California sunshine streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, bathing the room in a warm golden glow. I lean back in my chair and allow myself a rare moment of stillness. Outside, Santa Monica carries on as it always has. Palm trees sway gently in t
Robin bursts into laughter. "Busted." Chase wipes quickly at his eyes. "It's allergies." "Inside an airport?" "Very aggressive air conditioning." Nobody believes him. We share one final group hug before boarding is announced. As Greg and I walk towards the departure gate, I glance back one last
I never imagined saying goodbye to Boston would be this difficult. The apartment looks almost unrecognizable. The walls that had once been decorated with photographs, calendars, and little reminders of everyday life are now bare, leaving pale outlines where memories had hung. Cardboard boxes lined e
Chase nearly spat out his drink. "You don't own a piano." "I know. I was making a point." The room bursts into laughter again. "I do have one more thing." Dad reaches into his pocket once more. Everyone immediately laughs. "There's more?" Robin asks. "There is." This time, he produces a small ve
A hush settles over the room as Dad reaches into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. Greg had been right. He isn't finished. Dad looks around the room, smiling at every familiar face before his eyes settle on Greg and me. "I promise I won't keep everyone much longer." "You've got all night, Dad!"
“We will be fine, babe, I have confidence that your folks will love me and support our relationship.” I nod and revel in his confidence. He’s right, we will be fine, I just need to believe it myself. I have never been the one who lacks confidence. I have always executed it. Maybe I lost who I used t
“Oh, come on now, dear, that is something at least. I trust Jennifer’s judgement, you should too.” I just hope Mom can calm Dad down to let me live my life and not be under their shadow for the rest of my life. I turn and look at my dad to see a contemplating look on his face. Is what Mom just said
I can hardly believe I gave in to this demand. How am I going to explain this to Garrett? Fuck! I can’t take Greg this weekend, and I won't be able to bring him to the motocross race. Just thinking about what that might do to him with the memory loss is concerning. I really need to talk to Nick and
“I wouldn’t trust Andrea to care for Greg as far as I can throw her,” Tracy says with what I hear is a little bit of venom in her voice when she talks about Andrea. Safe to assume Tracy does not like the girl. I thank my lucky stars she liked me when I was dating her son those two times. “So, you’r







