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When destiny called, she pressed 1 for more options With the name Robyn Fortune, shouldn't luck be a sure thing? Instead, black clouds love me. All I did was show up at a family bar mitzvah and cue lightning . . . this huge storm blew in. My mom announced she was leaving my dad and moving in ...
They still loved each other, they just liked to yell. And even if they didn’t still love each other, they loved her enough not to want to ruin her once in a lifetime bat mitzvah, right? Unfortunately, from the muff led shouting coming from her mom’s room, maybe Stacie had been right about them sp...
Was there any better way to ponder her future than to bask in solitude, comfort, and seventy-eight-degree sunshine? As she saw it, she had two choices. Plan A called for catching the next flight to anywhere that frowned on women who invited other women into their marriage bed for a little ménage ...