The Other Side of Us [NOOK Book]

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The making of a good neighbor

The best thing between Oliver Barrett and Mackenzie Williams is a fence. Ever since Oliver's new-neighbor gestures were met with unfriendly responses, he's decided to keep his distance. After all, he's in this seaside town to get his life on track again. That doesn't include working hard to get on Mackenzie's good side—no matter how intriguing she may be.

His intentions are put to the test, however, when his dog ...

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Overview


The making of a good neighbor

The best thing between Oliver Barrett and Mackenzie Williams is a fence. Ever since Oliver's new-neighbor gestures were met with unfriendly responses, he's decided to keep his distance. After all, he's in this seaside town to get his life on track again. That doesn't include working hard to get on Mackenzie's good side—no matter how intriguing she may be.

His intentions are put to the test, however, when his dog becomes infatuated with hers. The two crafty canines do their best to break down the barriers between the properties. And where the dogs go…well, the humans must follow! It doesn't take long for a powerful attraction to build between Oliver and Mackenzie. They soon discover that the worst of first impressions can lead to the best possible outcomes….

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781459245853
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 4/1/2013
  • Series: Harlequin Super Romance Series , #1824
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 56,799
  • File size: 348 KB

Meet the Author


Sarah Mayberry was born in Melbourne, Australia. Ever since she learned to read and write she has wanted to be an author. She studied professional writing and literature before embarking on various writing-related jobs, working as a magazine editor and in various story-related roles on Australia's longest running serial drama, Neighbours. She inherited a love of romances from both her grandmothers and fulfilled her fondest wish when she was accepted for publication.
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It was wet and dark and cold. At first she didn't know where she was, then she realized she was in the car, the wipers working overtime, the road a shiny black ribbon stretching in front of her. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, but it felt rubbery and insubstantial beneath her hands. Panic welled inside her. She knew what was coming next. What always came next.

Then she saw it, the dark mass of rocks blocking the middle of the curving mountain road. Her scream was swallowed by the explosive crash of glass breaking and metal crushing as the car hit, then there was nothing but pain and the realization that she was going to die out here on this godforsaken stretch of road….

Mackenzie Williams bolted upright, heart racing, sweat cold and clammy on her body. The bedclothes were a heavy tangle around her legs and for a few disoriented seconds she fought to free herself before reality reasserted itself.

She was alive. She was at the beach house in Flinders. And she ached. God, how she ached. Her hips, her shoulder, her back…

She scrubbed her face with both hands, then let out her breath on an exhausted sigh. It had been almost two months since she'd had a nightmare and she'd hoped they were a thing of the past. No such luck, apparently.

She threw off the covers then swung her legs to the floor. Her joints and muscles protested the action, as they always did first thing in the morning or when she'd been sitting in the same position for too long. She gritted her teeth and pushed herself to her feet anyway. If she waited till the pain stopped, she'd never get anything done.

It was still dark outside and the floor was cool beneath her feet. She shuffled forward a few steps until she found her slippers, then reached for her dressing gown.

She could hear the skitter of Mr. Smith's claws in the hall outside her bedroom and she smiled as she opened the door.

"Hello, Smitty. How you doin'?" she asked as he began his morning happy dance, walking back and forth in front of her with his tail wagging madly, his body wiggling from side to side.

"I'm going to take that as a 'very well, thank you very much.' Shall we go outside?"

Mackenzie made her way to the living room. The bitter morning chill was like a slap in the face when she opened the French doors, but it didn't stop Mr. Smith from slipping past her and out into the gray dawn light. Mackenzie followed him, stopping at the top of the deck steps, arms wrapped around her torso as she looked out over the jungle that was her yard.

The air was so frigid it hurt her nose. She inhaled great lungfuls of the stuff and let the last remnants of the nightmare fall away.

It was just a dream, after all. She wasn't dying. She was alive. She'd survived, against all odds. Better yet, she was on the track to a full recovery and resumption of her former life.

Which reminded her.

She left the door open for Mr. Smith before collecting her iPad from where it was charging on the kitchen counter. One click told her that Gordon hadn't responded to her email. Again.

This was getting ridiculous. Twelve months ago, her boss wouldn't have ignored an email from her. Then, she'd been a valuable commodity, the only producer in ten years who had managed to improve the ratings for the production company's longest-running serial drama, Time and Again. Now apparently she was a liability, an employee on long-term sick leave who didn't even merit the thirty seconds of his time it would take to respond to her email.

He doesn't think I'm coming back.

The thought made her blood run cold. She had worked hard to land the job of producer on a network drama. She'd kissed ass and gone beyond the call of duty and even trampled on a few people in her rush to climb the ladder. She'd sacrificed her time, her social life, her marriage…and then her car had hit a landslide at sixty kilometers an hour and flipped down the side of a mountain. She'd fractured her skull, broken her pelvis, her hip, her leg, several ribs as well as her arm, torn her liver and lost her spleen.

And it looked as though she was going to lose her job, too, even though she'd been driving to a location shoot when the accident happened. Gordon had promised that they'd keep her job open for her, filling the role with a short-term replacement. He'd given her a year to recover—a year that was almost up. And yet he wasn't returning her calls.

Lips pressed into a tight line, she opened a blank email and typed a quick message to Gordon's secretary, Linda. Linda owed her, and Mackenzie knew that if she asked, the other woman would make sure Gordon called her.

At least, she hoped she still had that much influence.

Mr. Smith pressed against her legs, his small body a welcome weight. She bent to run a hand over his salt-and-pepper fur.

"I'm not giving up, Smitty. Not in a million freaking years."

She wouldn't let Gordon write her off. She would walk back into her job, and she would claw her way into her old life. There was no other option on the table. She refused for there to be.

She had a hot shower, then dressed in her workout clothes. Together she and Mr. Smith made their way to the large room at the front of the house she'd converted to hold her Pilates reformer and other gym equipment when she left the rehab hospital three months ago. She sat on the recumbent bike and started pedaling. Smitty reacquainted himself with the rawhide bone he'd left there yesterday and settled in for the duration.

After ten minutes on the bike, she lowered herself to the yoga mat and began her stretches. As always, her body protested as she attempted to push it close to a normal range of movement. Her physiotherapist, Alan, had warned her that she might never get full range in her left shoulder and her right hip. She'd told him he was wrong and was determined to prove it.

The usual mantra echoed in her mind as she stretched her bowstring-tight hip flexors.

I want my life back. I want my job back. I want my apartment and my shoes and my clothes. I want to have cocktails with my friends and the challenge ofjuggling too much in too little time. I want to be me again.

Gritting her teeth, she held the stretch. Sweat broke out along her forehead and upper lip. She started to pant, but she held the stretch. Her hips were burning, her back starting to protest.

She held the stretch.

Only when pain started shooting up her spine did she ease off and collapse onto the mat, sweat running down her temple and into her hair.

Better than yesterday. Definitely better.

The thought was enough to rouse her to another round. Teeth bared in a grimace, she eased into another pose.

The morning sun was rising over the treetops as Oliver turned onto the unmarked gravel road that he hoped like hell was Seaswept Avenue. He was tired and sleep deprived after a long drive from Sydney and more than ready for this journey to be over.

Craning forward over the steering wheel, he checked house numbers as he drove slowly up the rutted road. Not that there were many houses to check. The lots were large, the houses either old and charming or new and sharp edged, and there was plenty of space in between. Aunt Marion's was number thirty-three, and he drove past half-a-dozen vacant lots thick with bush before spotting a tired-looking clapboard house sitting cheek by jowl with a much tidier, smarter whitewashed cottage. As far as he could tell, they were the only two houses at this end of the street.

He didn't have enough optimism left to hope the tidy cottage was number thirty-three, and the rusty numbers on the letterbox of the shabbier house confirmed his guess.

It seemed like the perfect ending to a road trip that had featured not one but two flat tires and a motel with fleas in the carpet.

Driving from Sydney to Melbourne had seemed like a great idea four days ago. Four days ago, he'd been so sick of the burning anger that seemed to have taken up permanent residence in his gut that he'd been willing to do almost anything to change the record in his mind.

How could she do this to me? How could I be so freakin' stupid? How could she do this to me?

He pulled into the driveway and let his head drop against the seat for a few seconds. God, he was tired. Strudel made a forlorn sound from the backseat and Oliver shook himself awake and exited the car to let her out. She immediately availed herself of the nearest patch of grass. Would that he could be so lucky, since he'd cleverly tossed the keys to his aunt's house into the bottom of his duffel bag. But he wasn't about to start his stay in what was surely a close-knit community by exposing himself to his new neighbor.

Stretching his arms over his head, Oliver grabbed his duffel from the rear. Strudel joined him on the weathered porch as he dug in among his clothes for the key. Miracle of miracles, his hand closed over it on the second dip. Moments later he was inside, walking around flicking on lights and opening windows to relieve the stuffy, musty smell. He passed quickly through the living room filled with heavy, old-fashioned furniture, and the two bedrooms with their stripped-bare beds, ending his tour in the kitchen.

Aunt Marion had died over a year ago now, but neither he nor his brother, Brent, had been in a position to do anything about their joint inheritance until now. Traveling south to put things in order had seemed like the perfect excuse to be out of Sydney so he could lick his wounds and get his head together.

If that was even possible.

Of course it's possible. Edie was your wife, not your whole life.

Logically, he knew it was true, but it didn't feel true at the moment. Six years of his life had been exposed as a lie. His whole marriage. He didn't know how to deal with the anger and grief and humiliation he felt.

Strudel whined, drawing his attention to where she was sniffing and scratching around the base of the oven. No doubt she'd found a nest of mice or something equally unpleasant.

"Good girl, Strudel. Good girl." Strudel came to his side and lifted her head for a scratch. He obliged, rubbing her behind the ears where she liked it. Some of the tension left him as he looked into her big, liquid eyes.

For the next five weeks, he had no one but himself and Strudel to please. Edie and Nick were a thousand miles away, his job was on hold. This time was all his and he could use it to rage and be bitter and brood—or he could start putting himself back together again.

He really hoped it would be the latter.

He walked to the back door and stepped onto a broad porch that overlooked a yard thick with grass and overgrown garden beds. A shed huddled in the left-hand corner. He considered it briefly, then decided he would inspect it later.

His gaze shifted to the cottage next door. It occurred to him that he should probably go introduce himself to his new neighbor, since they were more or less isolated at this end of the street. His aunt's place had been vacant so long he didn't want some old dear with three cats and a hearing aid freaking out because a strange man had moved in.

Then maybe he'd head into town to grab some food and other supplies.

It wasn't much of a plan, but it would get him through the next few hours.

Mackenzie returned the reformer carriage to the starting position and let her hands drop to her sides. She was officially done for another day, every exercise on her chart completed and ticked off. Even the ones that made her want to curl into a ball and cry, they hurt so much.

She reached for her towel and blotted her sweat-dampened face and chest. The sharp taste of bile burned at the back of her mouth, a sure sign that she'd overexerted herself again.

Well. A little nausea was a price she was willing to pay if it meant she made a faster recovery.

She stood, running the towel over her cropped hair. Mr. Smith stood, too, tail wagging as he looked at her expectantly.

"Yes, little man, it's time for breakfast." If she could stomach it.

She wrapped the towel around her shoulders like a cape and headed for the kitchen. A sharp noise stopped her in her tracks before she'd gotten halfway. It had been so long since anyone had come to the door that it took her a full second to recognize the sound as a knock. She glanced over her shoulder. A dark form filled the pebbled glass of the door. She frowned. Who on earth would be visiting her at ten o'clock on a Thursday morning?

Her first thought was that it was Patrick, but she dismissed it instantly. He was hardly going to drive an hour out of town to visit her—not when he hadn't bothered to pick up the phone in more than four months. No, she had a better chance of finding Elvis on the other side of that door than her ex-husband, and an even better chance of finding a complete stranger who probably wanted to sell her something.

The joy. Just what she wanted to deal with when she was shaky with fatigue and nausea.

She swung open the door, ready to give short shrift to the cold-calling salesman on her porch.

The man on her porch was definitely not a cold caller. Nothing about this man was cold, from the deep chestnut of his wavy, almost shoulder-length hair to his cognac-brown eyes to his full, sensual mouth. Then there was his body—nothing cold there, either. Broad shoulders, a chest Tarzan would be proud of, flat belly, lean hips. All wrapped up in faded jeans and a moss-green sweater that was the perfect foil for his coloring.

"Hey," he said in an easy baritone. "I'm Oliver Garrett. I moved in next door." He gestured toward the house on the other side of the fence. "Wanted to give you a heads-up in case you saw me moving around and thought I was a burglar or something."

He smiled, so warm and vibrant and alive it was almost offensive. His gaze slid down her face, scanning her body in a polite but thoroughly male assessment. She tightened her grip on the towel, glad it was draped over her shoulders and arms. Managing a stranger's shock then polite sympathy once he got an eyeful of the impressive scars on her left arm was not part of her plan for her morning.

"Mackenzie Williams," she said briskly, offering him her hand.

They shook briefly, his much bigger hand dwarfing hers. She made a point of keeping her grip firm and looking him in the eye, a habit she'd acquired early in her career and one that had always alerted her about what kind of man she was dealing with.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 19, 2013

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    I wish you plot spoiling posters would realize that ppl HATE it when you give away the entire book. You may think you are cute, intelligent, smart, whatever, but it just makes you look like an arrogant a$$. Please stop it. Bn, please ban, fine abd put a stop to these obnoxious posters that reveal the entire book contents. Readers are sick if them.

    24 out of 37 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 2, 2013

    Title:   * The Other Side of Us Author: Sarah Mayberry Series: n

    Title:   * The Other Side of Us
    Author: Sarah Mayberry
    Series: n/a
    Genre: Contemporary Romance
    Publisher: Harlequin
    Format: ebook, paperback
    Date/Year: January 2, 2013
    Reviewed by: ElaineReads

    *This book was provided to me by the publisher for review.

    Summary from the publisher: 

    The best thing between Oliver Barrett and Mackenzie Williams is a fence. Ever since Oliver's new-neighbor gestures were met with unfriendly responses, he's decided to keep his distance. After all, he's in this seaside town to get his life on track again. That doesn't include working hard to get on Mackenzie's good side--no matter how intriguing she may be.His intentions are put to the test, however, when his dog becomes infatuated with hers. The two crafty canines do their best to break down the barriers between the properties. And where the dogs go...well, the humans must follow! It doesn't take long for a powerful attraction to build between Oliver and Mackenzie. They soon discover that the worst of first impressions can lead to the best possible outcomes....

    My Musings: 

    The first thing I want to say is this is not the book I thought I was getting.  The publisher's blurb is misleading, although everything it describes is true.  I was looking for a light, funny romance.  That is not this book.

    This book is so much more!

    The more I read, the more enthralled I became.

    Oliver is recovering from a recent divorce caused by his wife's unfaithfulness.  He thought they had a good marriage and had no idea she was cheating on him.  Because of that, he no longer trusts his feelings about the people he meets.

    Mackenzie is recovering from a near fatal automobile accident.  She has always been a workaholic and is driving herself to overcome physical injuries, so she can get back to her career.

    Neither one of them is an emotional state to begin a relationship.

    Enter Mr. Smith, the dachshund, and Strudel, the schnauzer. For them, it is love at first sight.

    My description confirms the publisher's blurb.  What it doesn't say is how intense the emotions experienced by both characters are felt.

    Both Oliver and Mackenzie are their late thirties, each with a bad marriage behind them.  The relationship that develops between them does not come easily . . . but it does come.  Watching their love grow and their struggle to trust each other was heartrending and heartwarming.

    If you are looking for a strong romance between two people with real lives, I highly recommend this book.  It is definitely not fluff, but a solid story that I will remember for a very long time.

    REVIEW ORIGINALLY POSTED AT SEDUCTIVE MUSINGS

    14 out of 40 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 21, 2013

    i really enjoyed this book! it was well written, sweet, funny. i

    i really enjoyed this book! it was well written, sweet, funny. i felt i got a sense of the characters and the way they were feeling and why. a lot of times in some other books,  the love seems to come out of nowhere, but this was written in such a way that you understood it. i really recommend it! 

    8 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 13, 2013

    Tmi

    Who needs to read the book when i can just read some of the reviews that pretty much retells the story.......

    8 out of 13 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 26, 2013

    To dude

    Get use to her she will wreck every book she can and thete are plenty but i am going to read it, got to your review before i got to hers, when you see those really long reviews just pass by them it is udually her she is one of the harrietts of the nook,

    8 out of 10 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 21, 2013

    My first book by Sarah Mayberry now I will read all her books. M

    My first book by Sarah Mayberry now I will read all her books. More authors should offer a free read so people can get to know them. I laughed and I cried. The love scenes were wonderful not there for shock value. One part when Mackenzie said all I ask is that you don't shut me out. Let me walk beside you. Let me be there for you. Let me love you, I lost it , what a wonderful book. Thank you for a good day reading.

    8 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2013

    Hi

    STOP THE MADNESS JUST WRITE A ( REVIEV ) IF YOU WANT TELL A STORY ,TELL IT TO YOUR KID'S NOT TO OTHER READER'S.
    I don't NEED to buy it because some #sshole told it all !!!!!!!!!

    7 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 11, 2013

    Dude.

    LOL to the person who decided to summarize the entire book in their rate. Hope you didn't want to actually read the book.

    7 out of 12 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 12, 2013

    3 stars This was about 2 people in the middle of personal criss

    3 stars

    This was about 2 people in the middle of personal criss who don't have a good first impression and then they have a lot of sex fast. They are interesting characters mainly just the two of them and their dogs. The plot is good but way too much sex scenes.

    I really like Oliver. He found out his wife of six years has been having affair for almost all of it. He has gone to take care of empting a house is aunt left him and his brother. He plays the guitar and mixes sound at recording studio that he co-owns. He believes in being faithful and really good guy. He has a 18 month old puppy.

    Mackenzie has moved to her beach house so she can be alone and get back in shape faster. She was in a bad accident and is lucky to be alive let alone walking again. She has a long road in front of her still to go. She is worried about being able to keep her job. She produces a soap opera. She is pushing her body to hard. She has a cute dog too.

    Oliver goes next door to say he is staying in his aunt's house to take care of getting it ready to sell it. He doesn't want the only close neighbor to freak when seeing lights after a year of no one living their. Mackenzie has just finshed pushing herself too hard on physical therapy. She is about ready to throw up and needs to lie down when she has Oliver knock. Mackenzie is rude and slams door on him as she runs for bathroom but doesn't make it before throwing up.

    After her dog escapes her yard twice Oliver brings him back over and suggests they talk about fixing the fence. Her phones starts ringing and its her boss that she has been trying to get a hold of for days and slams door on Oliver again.

    That night rain comes down hard and almost gets into her house she tries to clear drain and cant and tries to sweep water away from her house. Oliver sees her out in the storm trying to save her house. Comes out to help her in middle of night. He is able to get the drain open and helps her sweep water away from house. Showing how nice he is to help someone who was rude too him twice.

    They start a better relationship both leaning on each other after hard phone calls. I like that they both are helping each other but than they fall into having sex .

    The dogs are a big part of the story too. Mackenzie has Mr. Smith and Oliver has a girl dog Strudel. I like them a lot.

    I was given this ebook and asked to give honest review of it when finshed by Netgalley.
    Published January 2nd 2013 by Harlequin Super Romance 304 pages ISBN: 0373718241

    7 out of 33 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 8, 2013

    Weitd

    You guys write to much just stop dummies

    6 out of 14 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 30, 2013

    more from this reviewer

    Sarah Mayberry is rapidly becoming one of my "must read&quo

    Sarah Mayberry is rapidly becoming one of my "must read" authors. I really liked this story. Mackenzie and Oliver both have baggage galore, and neither one of them is in any kind of a shape to start a relationship when the book begins. Their romance is therefore slow moving, as it absolutely should be, and ultimately satisfying. It's nudged along by two precarious--but not annoyingly so--dogs. I loved how Oliver and Mackenzie's relationship grew and developed throughout the book--alternating points of view was a great way to show how the actions and words of each was (usually incorrectly, but believable all the same) perceived by the other, especially in the beginning. I didn't want to put it down.

    5 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 10, 2013

    Started out great

    Loved the dogs. Same old storyline. Too much sex, too many thoughts, too much angst and drama. Some sub plots never completed. Well edited. Well written. 250 pages. Typical romance with no surprizes and an over abundance of sex. Chick lit. Adults only. Became mundane quickly.

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    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2013

    !

    I loved this book! It was funny and romantic, the charatcters were relatable, the conflicts were completely possible, and the love was not "insta-love". Overall, a very good book that i would definitely recommend!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 31, 2013

    RECOMMENDED

    VERY INJOYABLE

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 21, 2013

    Two words

    Very slow but sweet

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 19, 2013

    Highly Recommended

    A delight to read.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 18, 2013

    really good read

    A great story about finding love when you are not looking. Characters are people with real everyday problems that finally get their happily ever after. A really good read.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 22, 2013

    The other side of us

    It was a nice romance story worth reading. I like how in the end of the story, she took charge and went to him. They ended up together and so did their dogs and that was cute.

    2 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 21, 2013

    Nice!

    Really sweet story.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 21, 2013

    Good read

    Really good book. Held my attention the entire time.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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