meant to dream

the rail yard, the mem

silence of a hospital waiting room. Her fath

n her sheets, breath

een thre

ince her brother, Aaron, left behind nothi

he pages of her journal. And now here was Jace Callahan, scraping up pi

eeded

tan

f who she wa

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west, toward the small town of Mason where her aunt lived. Wh

e was leaving. She didn

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er phon

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in, Jace was

become part of his routine-part of his peace

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tarted w

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ably back on

was

t

e. Knew the number of the

o the edge of the ranch

t time in a long

-

nto the student parking lot, and found a

sent

ou run, take

art cl

ze, her fingers curling around

oked up from her

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ust sat down, pulled out her

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e about

built a fortress out of straight A's and pre

s name. Over and over, u

-

they saw eac

way outside

n't slept. Hair tousl

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care easy,

not the

what

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that, her wall

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