Alex C Gates

Chapter 1

One “Here’s a good one,” Lennon said, grinning behind her cookie-dough milkshake. Her dark hair was sloppily put into a bun, but loose strands spilled across her face and over her ears, like cloudy tendrils across a full moon. “Me”— “Nope,” I said, using the thick of my hand to swipe crumbs off the white, …

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