Dani Irons books

Olivia Christakos and Her Second First Time

Not too many people showed up, and that was okay. I didn’t want to see anyone else I knew. His parents, grandparents, me, my family and of course Steven Marcon, who’d recently begun insisting we call him Steve-O, sat in fold-up chairs under a tent in the hot sand. Well, I wasn’t sitting among the...