First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Rebels Like Us

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Rebels Like Us


Sartre said hell is other people, but he obviously never experienced a winter heat wave in the Georgia Lowcountry. Six weeks ago, my best friend and I were drinking cocoa laced with swiped rum, huddled under covers on the couch, oohing over the fat, lacy snowflakes that drifted into frozen piles on the sidewalks. Today, I’m trying to resist fainting from the broiler-like temperatures. In winter.

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