Resisting the Grump

Davis was five years older than me . . . antisocial and temperamental. And there was the little fact that he didn't know I existed. Still, I gave him my heart, and he crushed it.



So I picked up the pieces and ran away to New York City. I had a plan that would keep my heart intact for years. But one phone call changed everything.



Returning home meant facing the past . . . and the man who ruined me. I had hoped that the mountain had swallowed him whole.



But, as I set out to help my parents, I di...