| Author: | Neva Teal | ISBN: | 9781311115577 |
| Publisher: | Neva Teal | Publication: | May 29, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Neva Teal |
| ISBN: | 9781311115577 |
| Publisher: | Neva Teal |
| Publication: | May 29, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Fallon Newhaven is a 17 year old girl who works in TipTapToeing as a dishwasher. One day her heart is awaken, set alight the second she sees Dashiell Skye walking down the street. From that moment on Fallon writes him anonymous love letters.
When Dashiell leaves the country to pursue a career in Hollywood as an actor, Fallon hops on a plane and follows him.
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"I saw you, I loved you.
How can anyone dare explain love's nature?
I'm Fallon, I'm seventeen and will I ever send this letter to you? I doubt not my feelings truthfulness for truest is my sentiment. I loved you, Dash, the very moment I saw you, walking down the street, past our coffeehouse. I dare not send this to you. I will not. I'm not brave, others are, yet in me threads a meek soul. Fear is my name. Well, actually is Fallon but you'll never see this letter, so I'm free to reveal it.
My dearest Dashiell Skye, I have never seen such beauty in a man. I'm young, I know, but I swear I'm positive, even if I live to be a hundred, your beauty is beyond compare. No one is your equal, you stand above all else, being equal only among Gods."
Fallon Newhaven is a 17 year old girl who works in TipTapToeing as a dishwasher. One day her heart is awaken, set alight the second she sees Dashiell Skye walking down the street. From that moment on Fallon writes him anonymous love letters.
When Dashiell leaves the country to pursue a career in Hollywood as an actor, Fallon hops on a plane and follows him.
*
"I saw you, I loved you.
How can anyone dare explain love's nature?
I'm Fallon, I'm seventeen and will I ever send this letter to you? I doubt not my feelings truthfulness for truest is my sentiment. I loved you, Dash, the very moment I saw you, walking down the street, past our coffeehouse. I dare not send this to you. I will not. I'm not brave, others are, yet in me threads a meek soul. Fear is my name. Well, actually is Fallon but you'll never see this letter, so I'm free to reveal it.
My dearest Dashiell Skye, I have never seen such beauty in a man. I'm young, I know, but I swear I'm positive, even if I live to be a hundred, your beauty is beyond compare. No one is your equal, you stand above all else, being equal only among Gods."
