The Fourth Christmas (Friday Harbor, #1)

Some things are worth waiting for.

When I was fourteen I caught Eric Thorsten kissing Rachel Wiggins behind the school. The memory is burned into my brain because it was the very first time I felt jealousy. I remember thinking, as I picked up the small rock and hurled it toward Eric’s back, that it was strange that I had gone fourteen years before feeling this. I had never before felt so uncomfortable - helpless, hopeless, and angry all at the same time. I managed to duck around the corner r...