Dear Mia, What can I say? I don't know all that much about romance novels, but I think you must be the Stephen King of the genre. Your book is hot. Thanks for letting me read it. Anyone who doesn't want to publish it is a fool. Anyway, since I know it's your birthday, and I also know you never remember to back anything up, here's a little something I made for you. It would be a shame if Ransom My Heart got lost before it ever saw the light of day because your hard drive crashed. See you tonight. Love, Michael
Meg CabotI used to draw and illustrate, but I don't do that anymore because I just like to write. I like to leave the illustrations to actual professional illustrators.
Meg CabotYeah,โ Nicole said, her straw noisily hitting the bottom of her Gut Buster. โWell, I would have appreciated it if you guys had wrecked a little less stuff. Because my house smelled like smoke for months. And construction on the Tarantinosโ new garage starts at eight on the dot every morning, and itโs still going on, and you know how I get if I donโt have my full ten hours of beauty sleep.โ โSo thatโs what happened to your face,โ Cody said. โI was wondering.
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