FP1-Chapter one"Jana?" he whispered. Jana buried her head in her folded up knees and pretended that she didn't hear him. It had worked when she was five and saw him for the first time; surely it would work now. Bright, dark eyes peeked from under a perfectly white arm.FP1-Chapter one
"Stop being silly." He twitched, his mouth tightening ever so quickly and then returning to normal. She knew he was right, she was being silly. She also knew that he was about to ask her to do him a favor, and she was too full of embarrassment to do what he might ask.
"I'm sorry!" she squeaked. "I'm sorry I couldn't dream!"
Her brother gawked down at he
Draft one, Chapter Two"Gyp-sy!" Jana whistled, slamming the bathroom door shut. "Gypsy-girl!"Draft one, Chapter Two
Whoever had let their bull terrier loose with a dalmation had a twisted sense of humor. Jana's freckled mixed-breed was fast asleep in her kennel in the kitchen. "Gypsy! C'mon baby! Wakey-wakey!"
Gypsy had no intent of waking up. Jana tapped the dog's nose with her forefinger for a minute, then gave up. Gypsy wasn't about to help her clean up the mess.
"Why do I love you?" Jana checked the water bowl, then armed herself with a broom and trash bag. She'd probably need some money too, later. Rosie wo
Draft one, Chapter 1. “You’ll be good enough one day. You’ll be good enough, and she’ll see.” Jana leaned into the hard, unforgiving wall of her room. Her red lips moved voicelessly, chanting the words. Her eyes were closed against threatening tears.Draft one, Chapter 1.
“I will be good enough.” She would. She would, she would! One day.
She refused to cry. Never would a tear drop on her pale face. “I won’t cry. I will be good enough. I will…” Her voice broke through. Dry sobs made her throat feel raw.
She slid to the wooden floor; she didn’t feel like she could stand anymore. Her eyes burned, but she squezed them further shut. Pre
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