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"Uncertainty excites me. Win the lottery, get in a car crash, or I could join a cult. Who knows where the wind might take me?" "Hopefully somewhere you can behave." "One can only wish, prairie boy." ❀ ❀ ❀ Ella Wenters never knows where she'll end up from one day to the next. A fly by the seat of her pants girl with a backpack full of everything she couldn't stand to lose: a money clip in one pocket and a green thumb stone in the other, a cracked pair of Ray-Bans pushing back a head of dark curls. She prides herself on her ability to adapt and change with her surroundings, to leave everything and start anew. Which is exactly why she traded her miserable life stuck in a dark basement for a life on the road, getting as far as she should from Dixonville, Indiana and all the horrors that came with it. Included her faster father, the town pastor. She is over the secrets that are rooted in the towns soil, rotting from the ground up. She is over pretending that her foster parents are anything but demons playing a dangerous game. She is over the pain of her upbringing and the questions that come with it. She is over being Ella Wenters, the town freak. She has sworn off developing any relationship of any kind until she's faced with the choice of getting to know nature lover and flea market owner Harry Styles, or continue living her free-bird lifestyle knowing she met someone who might just understand her on accident, more than anyone ever has. Hating him at first might be the wrong choice, but she doesn't need anyone, especially a con-artist and a liar. Good men don't exist. He couldn't possibly be anything other than a scammer, right? SLOW BURN BOOK. THEY DO NOT MEET UNTIL LATER IN THE STORY SO PLEASE HAVE SOME PATIENCE.
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