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Blurb:
Uh oh. Amber signed her sister’s name on a pen pal letter to a Marine.
As usual, Jory Walker was stuck fixing her sister’s little white lie.
When letters poured in from SSGT Trent Stevens in Afghanistan, Jory had
no choice but to correspond. Sure he’d be drooling over Amber’s bikini photo,
thinking it was Jory. Since they’d never meet, what harm could it do if she
sent him a few letters?
Would her charade boomerang replacing happiness with pain? What started
off as an innocent ruse, morphed into a monstrous web of deceit. Maybe
unpredictable love was destined to break her heart.
Excerpt:
Jory
Walker plucked three letters from the mailbox in front of the house. Two bills
and one envelope addressed to her that looked like it had been through a war.
It had, according to what was scratched in the upper corner.
SSGT. T. Stevens
Anger
bubbled up inside her. She made a beeline for the house, only to collide with
her sister.
“Amber!
What the hell?” She waved the envelope in the young woman’s face.
“I
just sent him one letter.”
“This
is the fourth you’ve gotten from him. When are you going to write back?”
“It
was a mistake…”
“You
can say that again. Especially the part where you signed my name!”
“Laura
was so convincing. I thought she meant one time. Only one letter.”
“She
asked people to sign up to write to guys in the military. Not to write only one letter and include a lewd photo.”
“It
wasn’t lewd, whatever that means. Just me in a bikini. I’m not good at writing.
Much better at pictures.” Her beautiful, blonde sister, with a Miss America
figure, grinned.
“And
the reason you signed my name?”
“I
always liked yours better. Besides, if he wanted another letter, I knew you’d
write it for me. So, it might as well have your name on it.”
“Don’t
give me that bullshit smile. I’m on to you. And the answer is ‘no.’” Jory
shoved the envelope from T. Stevens into Amber’s hand.
“Please?
Pleeeaassseee, Jory. You’re the writer. Not me.”
“That’s
right. You’re the pretty sister, and I’m the smart one.”
Amber
nodded. “I don’t mean it like that. You’re so much better than me.”
“Than
I.”
“See?”
“No.”
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