☆彡 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀
❛ bring me your mouth and your mystery! ❜
sonny hated mysteries,
but she was the biggest
one of all in jj's opinion.
UNDER EDITING
a tasting summer novel!
PLOT outer ba...
Sonny nodded slowly, feeling tense as the twinkie rolled in the night. She wasn't scared, no, but she couldn't deny that it left her on edge— the thought of fishing gold from a hidden well under the Crain house.
Sonny had done a lot of questionable things.
Stealing boats, running away from foster homes, sneaking into motel rooms — she was hardly a saint. She wasn't afraid of getting her hands dirty either. But she could safely say she had never done anything like this before. It felt different. She couldn't really put her finger on why.
Maybe because this had weight to it. Maybe because John B's sanity relied on it.