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“I could feel the ghosts of all the girls I'd been behind me in the alleyway, creeping in my wake. I could almost hear my own footsteps as an echo. For a moment it was so real that I spooked myself. I stopped and turned to look. There was only silence and darkness. I walked on.”

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The Opposite of Everyone

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Joshilyn Jackson
Joshilyn Jackson

Joshilyn Jackson, born on February 27, 1968, is an American author known for her novels that are characterized by humor, depth, and emotional richness. Her works primarily focus on family, love, and moral dilemmas set in the Southern United States. more

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