His name's Nash. " Aunt Val took a butter knife from the silverware drawer. "What year is he?" … - Rachel Vincent

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Always, at the end of every book, there are things you will be unsatisfied with, and still more things that later on you will realize were not right. But mistakes are part of what a book is. That itchy, dissatisfied feeling at the end of a novel is useful. It's what keeps you writing and gets you writing the next one. It's what keeps you learning.

Rachel Vincent

His name's Nash. " Aunt Val took a butter knife from the silverware drawer. "What year is he?" I groaned inwardly. "Senior. ". . . here we go. . . Her smile was a little too enthusiastic. "Well that's wonderful!" Of course, what she really meant was "Rise from the shadows, social leper, and walk in the bright light of acceptance!

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