He let go.
Down on the beach, Jeremiah looked up at the deck. He saw Belly standing alone. And for just a second, his smile faltered. book 3 the summer i turned pretty
Book 3. The summer everything broke.
She stepped up to the railing, leaving a foot of space between them. The salt wind lifted her hair. She’d stopped straightening it this summer. She’d stopped a lot of things. He let go
Conrad turned to face her fully. The porch light caught the side of his face, the sharp line of his jaw, the dark circles under his eyes. He looked older than twenty. Older than grief. the sharp line of his jaw