I would like to start by thanking my brother (who is as kind as he is annoying) for goading me just the right amount which prompted me into writing this book and my parents (who are nothing like my brother) for their foresight, patience, advice and always having my back.
I am indebted to my best friends for dealing with me. I wouldn't have been able to complete the book without their constant assurance that I was doing okay.
This book also wouldn't be possible without all the people (too many to name) that supported me throughout this journey, dealing with my late-night texts and coffee runs.
Special thanks to Shree and Nikitha (I hope they are glad I named them specifically) for all the pep talks and endurance. We will always be the weirdest in class.
Thank you.
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The Dreaded Return
Teen FictionI stare into the shimmering surface of the lake as I wait for Ivanna to get back with our hot dogs which I assumed would take a while considering the long line I'd seen when we'd first spotted the vendor. Before leaving to get the food, Ivanna had...