Back to the Garden Laughter drifted faintly through the garden-soft, fractured, edged with tears. Maya pressed a hand to her mouth, trying to smother the shaky laugh that had slipped out. Not from humor, but from being cracked open-raw, exposed, overwhelmed. “You really are something else,” she whispered, shaking her head at Harper. “I envy you… I wish I had your boldness, your courage, and that whole ‘I don’t give a damn’ attitude.” Harper tilted her head. “Maya, why the hell should I live my life worrying about what people think-if the cost is bottling up who I really am? No thanks. I don’t give a fuck. Not because I’m wild, but because I’ve learned the hard way-playing small for...
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