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Why don't I smell lemons? That's the last thing I remember thinking. I read somewhere that right before you die, you're supposed to smell lemons. I don't really know how credible that is, but that's what I thought about anyway. I vaguely remember two blinding headlights and mom screaming from the passenger seat. The ambulance ride was a blur. A lemonless, life-altering blur. It's weird. How one minute you can be passionately singing along to an underrated rock song, and the next, planning a funeral for your mom. Your single mom. Pretty much the only family you've got. They told me it was a drunk driver. Killed in the accident. I didn't know how to feel about that. I technically died that night. For three minutes and forty-two seconds. Anyways, that was three years ago. --- Asher Franklin has decided that life is not worth the pain of caring. So, he simply stops caring. His plan is working out, until he realizes that Tuesday, the quirky redhead he's known for years, is actually more important to him than he thought. Will Asher abandon his plan and let himself care about Tuesday, or will he determine that love isn't worth the risk? **2-3 new chapters every week! Thank you reading and please don't forget to vote!**
Chapter 1
