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  Ashlyn signed the Valentine’s card “From you know who.” She hoped he recognized her handwriting. He’d copied off her homework for long enough. Then again he was pretty stupid. Maybe she should sign it with her own name, just to make sure?

  She autographed the card and smiled. This was going to be the best week of her life. First she’d been accepted for a summer internship at The Independent newspaper, and then she was going to finally have the man she’d crushed on for years. It was a good time to be Ashlyn Fountain.

  “What are you doing?” Harry asked, peeking around her bedroom door. “Let me have a look.”

  “Nothing to interest you,” said Ashlyn. She walked up to her little brother and closed the door.

  “I’ll tell Mum you called me something rude!” Harry shouted from the other side of the door.

  “You’re a little shit,” said Ashlyn. “Tell her I said that!”

  Ashlyn smiled affectionately. She loved Harry, even though he was a pest and determined to invade her life. She had to humor him, though. He might not be here for much longer if the chemo didn’t work.

  Think positive thoughts...

  She put the card into an envelope and, lips already applied with Blueberry Purple Shine lipstick, she kissed it. This was just another clue as to the identity of the sender. He’d seen her wear this lipstick often enough. Greg Ballantine was putty in her hands.