Groaning to myself I watched as a bubbly blonde-haired girl strolled to my section, looking at the seat numbers. “Oh this is me!” She said excitedly, causing me to groan inwardly. Great, I don't even get to sit by myself.

As for me, I am someone who when I reach for the doorknob and turn it and push, the door does not open. This is the first book that I have read by Nancy Werlin and I have to say that I am intrigued. I have added her other books to my reading cue and looking forward to reading her. I am late for the meeting so Georgia and I go faster (I don’t limp much anymore except when my foot hurts or I am tired) and according to the campus map (I peeked at it again) the old carriage house is—He is the senior class president which is no wonder, I would have voted for him too if I were a senior. No, this isn’t a conversation between two boozed up teens outside the school dance fighting over some rando doucebag. It’s the utterings of a FIFTY YEAR OLD. I read this and I legit thought I was reading the script for a Lifetime movie. Actually no, that’s an insult to Lifetime movies. Seriously, does the book truly believe anyone is as stupid as any of these characters?

Maybe the broken glass and the fall wouldn’t be enough to kill you. But maybe it would, if you did it right. Later, she conceived a child and wanted to leave in secret, but Theodore caught wind of her plans and disagreed.Many times he offered for me to fly out there to see him. Even told me about the magnitude of personal drivers the company had that could take me anywhere I wanted to go. As if that was going to persuade someone like me.