#daughter's life up until she joins up with the vacationers

[b1ackbaccara]

the lives we left are gone forever; a callsign: Daughter playlist

tracklist (lyrics under the cut) (x)

01. 100 years - florence & the machine 02. a hole in the sun - two steps from hell 03. blossoms - the amazing devil 04. dawn - daniel cavanaugh 05. wayward daughter - brown bird 06. bloodmoon - white sea 07. river from the sky - the weepies, deb talan, steve tannen 08. bleeding - nightcall, keppmann 09. wild rose - matthew and the atlas

10. i just want to feel something - magic sword 11. crosswinds - j. tillman 12. badlands - magic sword 13. constellations - the oh hellos 14. line in the sand - berend salverda 15. sister death - look homeward 16. the ending - magic sword

17. the calling - the amazing devil 18. ode to a dying storm - black hill 19. welly boots - the amazing devil 20. river oblivion - phoria 21. breath of life - florence & the machine 22. cosmic love - florence & the machine 23. there is still good in you - magic sword 24. echoes in the distance - masayoshi soken 25. new constellations - ryn weaver

100 years - florence & the machine And lord, don't let me break this, let me hold it lightly Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly

blossoms - the amazing devil As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right

wayward daughter - brown bird For every height there comes a fall For every saint, a wild marauder And a beast in wait for heroes tall

bloodmoon - white sea The day you were born There was blood in the water

river from the sky - the weepies, deb talan, steve tannen Every night I say goodbye to you again, to you again Heavy storm about to cry like a river from the sky

wild rose - matthew and the atlas There was hope in your heart but soon it would depart And I witnessed the dying of a wild rose

crosswinds - j.tillman I put aside the yearning of my voice when I was young

constellations - the oh hellos 'Cause like constellations a million years away Every good intention, every good intention Is interpolation, a line we drew in the array Clinging to the faces, clinging to the shapes in the silence

sister death - look homeward So lay me down before my time On the hard and dusty air So I can feel where I come from And to where I will return

the calling - the amazing devil Oh I look into the waters Long ago that current caught us and we tried I tried I really fucking tried But the rain kept coming down I watch that woman drown Shoulder the sky Open those eyes There's a kind of calling Calling

welly boots - the amazing devil Left you behind just standing there Pretending not to see your ghost If only you could hear my voice But you are screaming far too loud to hear me swear Just because I left doesn't mean that I'm not still there

breath of life - florence & the machine And I started to hear it again But this time it wasn't the end And the room is so quiet

cosmic love - florence & the machine I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map And knew that somehow I could find my way back Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too So I stayed in the darkness with you The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out You left me in the dark No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight In the shadow of your heart

new constellations - ryn weaver Now it feels like I'm living some sick déjà vu Like the answers were there when I stared into you Child of Neptune, I'm the daughter of the Sun Keep showing me new constellations, new constellations

[jj-lynn21]

Cozy Cove:  A side of tits with your pancakes

song: Creedence Clearwater Revival - Suzie Q. warnings: light smut perhaps, cheesy romance most definitely, a dash of angst.

Saved by an Angel , A side of tits with your pancakes ,Fires Burn Hot , spending the nights , Learning and Loving , The end id not always the end,    Axel Grease, Big Decisions, Sex and Jet Skis, Late night fun , Old Wounds , Storms pass , Dangerous Waters

Susie relaxes in a lounge chair on the sand a few feet away from the beach cottage she is staying at with her parents. The sun is already hot at early day break. Her iced mocha is beside her. A book, California dreaming, is in her hand.

 Axel saunters up throwing his shadow over her. She grins internally, but keeps reading as if she doesn't notice.

"Hey," He bounces from one foot to other nervously, "What's up?"

"Reading," She didn't look at him when she answered. "No dangerous activities to do this morning?"

Axel  chuckled, "not at the moment." He runs his hand through his hair winces as he goes over the stitches. He keeps forgetting they are there until he touches them. "You want to go for a walk on the beach? That shouldn't put me in too much peril."

Susie taps the front of her book with one finger.

"Oh, yeah you're reading," He bounces a little more before he turns to walk away ego a little deflated. "I guess. I'll catch ya later."

She rolls her eyes as she closes her book with a bookmarker saving her place. "Maybe, you will catch me." 

She giggles and he turns back around surprised. "I didn't think you would give up so easily Axel." She gets up and runs down the empty beach. 

Axel runs after her. "I just knew you wanted to be chased. I wanted you to get a good head start Susie Q." 

Her Mother has been watching her and the tattooed local from the kitchen window. "What do think of this, Richard?" Her Mother motions for her Father to also eavesdrop. "I'm not so sure she should be hanging around with a local that probably goes through vacationing women like tissue."

Susie's Father glances out the window, "He looks pretty nervous to me. That is not the stance of a regular local predator. Plus, Susie is twenty-seven years old, and she has made good decisions in her life so far. Let her have some fun. We have to trust we raised a strong girl, Sandra."

"I suppose we do," She takes a deep breath as she sees her daughter run off laughing and the boy running after her daughter down the beach until they are too far to see.

 Susie runs down the beach laughing until she can barely catch her breath. When Axel catches up, he grabs her from behind picking her up. He spins as she kicks her feet outward until he falls back on the sand. 

Susie looks up in his memorizing emerald eyes, "I guess you caught me, Axel."

Axel has his elbow propping up his head in the sand as he catches his breath, "I think you wanted me to catch you, Susie Q." He smiles as his free hand runs up her side moving to go under her tank top. 

Susie pushes his hand down to her hip. "I'm not as easy as other vacationers you might have been involved with."

He puts his hands behind his head before laying back. "I'm not fucking every female that comes through town like that. I have had relationships with some local chicks that didn't work out for a multitude of reasons and on occasion I have had fun with those that come to vacation her but I don't make it a habit. I learned most people that vacation here use me as part of the atmosphere. Just another vacation story to tell their friends. I don't want to be a good vacation story. I rather be a good friend someone makes while vacationing and maybe even keep in touch. Its stupid thinking really." He sighs deeply looking up at the puffy white clouds floating in the blue sky of sunshine.

She leans over on his shoulder. "Sorry Axel. To many guys are assholes."

He puts an arm around her and runs the tips of his finger over her arm. "I know. Is this ok?"

"Yeah," she got chills from the sensation but it was nice. 

They laid there in a comfortable silence watching the clouds pass for longer than they realized. Axel's stomach made an audible growling sound.  

"Have you had breakfast yet?" He kept his eyes up and his fingers gliding up and down her arm. 

"No, just most of my coffee," She had to admit she was hungry. 

"I know a place we can get the best pancakes and eggs," He got up and offered her his hand.

She jumped up letting him help her but had a huge smirk on her face, "Let me guess, your place?"

"Boy you have run into some assholes," He shook his head. "We are going to Karen's. Its the diner in town. Best pancakes and eggs you will ever have. I promise you that."

"Let's go," She smiled. 

They walk hand-in-hand over to his motorcycle. He gets on and grabs the keys waiting for Susie to join him. 

She gets on the back reluctantly. "Is this thing really safe without a helmet?"

Axel starts the cycle revving it a little, "The safest thing you will have vibrating between your legs this summer."

"What was that?" She yells over the rev.

"Just hold on Susie Q." He starts off.

She wraps her arms around his middle laying her head against his back. Axel goes the speed limit for once since he got the beast. Its twenty-five through town, and he barely goes that fast wanting her to get use to the riding before showing her what real power can feel like at a good speed. She leans with him into the turns which take her breath away. It is scary but also exhilarating. They pull in behind the restaurant in minutes. 

Axel walks her around the building to the entrance where he sees his brothers and co-workers inside. He freezes, "Maybe we should come back after the breakfast crowd clears out?"

"Don't be silly,": She slaps his chest. "Its not that crowded."

"Yeah, alright," He quickly drags her through the restaurant to a booth he thinks is a little more secluded. Puts the menus up to hide them even more just at the waitress comes over to take their order.

"What will it be?" The young waitress looks to Axel with a big smile. "Hey Axel, the usual today?"

"That would be great Jen." He smiles back.

"Are you working this afternoon," She bites at the inside of her lip. "I have been meaning to stop by for you to check under my hood. Could use an oil change or something more." She doesn't even choose to notice Susie.

"I probably have time to give your car an oil change," Axel rubbed the back of his neck. "I work two until ten tonight. Susie is going to get the same breakfast as I do. I told her they make the best pancakes in town here." Axel reach over to told Susie's hand.

"Oh hey," Jen finally acknowledged her. "Oranges juices with that?"

They both nodded yes. Axel's brother Josh noticed them just as the waitress walked away. He hoped over the seat beside Susie and put his arm around her. "If you ever want a man that will save you instead of you having to save him, I'm around, babe." 

Axel glared at him. He was just about to call him out when Susie spoke up as she pulled away from Josh, "Go play in the kiddy pool," She stared at Josh coldly. "The only one that needs saving is you if you don't remove your arm."

Josh jumps back removing his arm and laughs, "Alright miss feisty." He stands and slaps Axel's shoulder as everyone stares at the situation. 

Axel smirks, "Don't you have to get to work. The beach opens to the public in ten minutes."

"Yeah man, I'll catch you later at the bonfire tonight." He walks out still a little stunned the vacationer put him in his place like that.

"Here you go summer girl," Jen put their drinks on the table. "Axel, she smiles. Pancakes and eggs will be right up sweet boy."

Axel blushes, "Thanks Jen."

Susie smirked, "You date her or something?"

"I would maybe rank it under or something," Axel fumbled with her fingers in his hand. "You sure put Josh in his place quickly. I was about to deck him, Susie Q.:"

"And then I take both of you bleeding to your Father?" She chuckled. "Glad I spoke up when I did then. Let's try to keep you from getting hurt the rest of the time I am here." 

"No promises but I'll do my best." Axel chuckled, "You want to go..."

"Here is your pancakes and eggs," Jen smiles showing off the deep cleavage of her tight uniform that hugged every curve perfectly. "And multi syrups since i know you like variety."

He look up at her eyes, "Thanks, this will do fine for now." 

Susie sat back crossing her arm just waiting for the waitress to leave. As soon as Jen left she leaned  forward again as Axel started to eat. "You were saying before the waitress put her tits in your face?"

Axel swallowed his bite. It felt heavy in his throat as he heard Susie's claim which he knew was true. He took a big gulp of his juice before answering. "Susie Q. will you go to the bonfire with me tonight after I get off work? Or maybe just meet me there if you don't want to wait until close to eleven to go?"

"I will think about it." She pours some pecan syrupy on her pancakes. "So what is with the Susie Q. shit anyway?" She said gruffly. She is unsure if she wants to go to some townie bonfire with Axel's asshole brother, probably his other asshole brother and more chicks falling all over Axel that he fucked. The more she thought about it the more pissed off she got which she tried to hide on the outside by stabbing her food to eat it. 

"That's cool," Axel takes another bite of his breakfast looking around. "You need to hear something to know why I like calling you Susie Q." He gets up and goes to the Jukebox updated with digital recordings but still older music from the 50s, 60s and 70s. He pushed a few buttons and a song started playing. He sat back down. 

"This is one of my favorite songs on here for some reason." He finishes his orange juice as the long musical interlude played on. "It is called Suzie Q. by Creedence Clearwater Revival."

Susie gives him a half smile. Her anger still slightly bubbling. What breaks her is when Axel begins to sing. He sings bad. Really awful actually, but there is a lot of heart behind it.

Axel sings: Oh, Susie Q, Oh, Susie Q Oh, Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q I like the way you walk I like the way you talk I like the way you walk I like the way you talk, Susie Q

Well, say that you'll be true well, say that you'll be true, Well, say that you'll be true and never leave me blue, Susie Q

Well, say that you'll be mine well, say that you'll be mine, Well, say that you'll be mine, baby all the time, Susie Q

Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q

I like the way you walk I like the way you talk I like the way you walk I like the way you talk, Susie Q.

Oh Susie Q, Oh susie Q Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q 

The restaurant clears out his singing is so bad.. Or maybe everyone is done with their breakfast ready to open other local business to the tourists staying or coming in for the day. Susie is laughing and smiling. It is a little embarrassing but also real sweet.. "I get it now Axel. I get it and I love it."

His brother Eric walks over to him with a coffee to go before he starts his construction job. He leans down to whisper, "Maybe, you shouldn't sing in public." He looks to Susie with a smile. "Good to see you again. Susie, is it?"

"Yes, and you are?" Susie smirked.

"This is my older brother Eric." Axel introduces them. "Eric, Susie is the girl that saved me."

"I figured." Alex took a sip of his coffee. "Have a good day. I'm bringing my guitar tonight and you will hear some good singing." he chuckles as he leaves.

"All your brothers like to bust your balls, don't they?" Susie suggested.

Jen came to clear the dishes. Her breasts blatantly tosses in Axel's view again. "Two checks today?"

Susie said, "Yes."

Axel looked around the waitress, "No, let me get it as a thank you, Susie Q."

Susie nodded, "Ok, one check." She smiled taking his hand as she ignored the waitress.

Axel paid and they walked out to his motorcycle. He sits on the edge and pulls her between his legs. "Sorry, that wasn't the nice breakfast I want to have with you."

"The Pancakes were excellent as you said they would be." She ran her fingers through his hair. "But I could have done without the side of tits."

They both laughed.

[aurriii]

10 Books That Will Transport You To The Beach If You Can’t Go IRL

Maybe you’re social distancing. Maybe all of your friends are. Maybe your funds are tight. Many of us have a good reason our summer is not quite like summers of our past. We miss the waves just as much as the next person not within walking distance to the ocean, so we’ve compiled a list of books where we can all escape to a far away island or beach town, no sunscreen needed. Or hey, lather it on. We’re not opposed to a little sensory enhancement.

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Big Summer: A Novel

Beautiful Ruins by Jess Walter

28 Summers by Elin Hilderbrand

The Vacationers By Emma Straub

The Jetsetters: A Novel By Amanda Eyre Ward

The Guest List: A Novel By Lucy Foley

Beach Read By Emily Henry

Sex and Vanity: A Novel By Kevin Kwan

Hello, Summer By Mary Kay Andrews

The Summer Set Aimee Agresti

  1. Big Summer: A Novel

by Jennifer Weiner

Six years after the fight that ended their friendship, Daphne Berg is shocked when Drue Cavanaugh walks back into her life, looking as lovely and successful as ever, with a massive favor to ask. Daphne hasn’t spoken one word to Drue in all this time—she doesn’t even hate-follow her ex-best friend on social media—so when Drue asks if she will be her maid-of-honor at the society wedding of the summer, Daphne is rightfully speechless.

Drue was always the one who had everything—except the ability to hold onto friends. Meanwhile, Daphne’s no longer the same self-effacing sidekick she was back in high school. She’s built a life that she loves, including a growing career as a plus-size Instagram influencer. Letting glamorous, seductive Drue back into her life is risky, but it comes with an invitation to spend a weekend in a waterfront Cape Cod mansion. When Drue begs and pleads and dangles the prospect of cute single guys, Daphne finds herself powerless as ever to resist her friend’s siren song.

A sparkling novel about the complexities of female relationships, the pitfalls of living out loud and online, and the resilience of the human heart, Big Summer is a witty, moving story about family, friendship, and figuring out what matters most.

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2. Beautiful Ruins

by Jess Walter

The story begins in 1962. On a rocky patch of the sun-drenched Italian coastline, a young innkeeper, chest-deep in daydreams, looks out over the incandescent waters of the Ligurian Sea and spies an apparition: a tall, thin woman, a vision in white, approaching him on a boat. She is an actress, he soon learns, an American starlet, and she is dying. And the story begins again today, half a world away, when an elderly Italian man shows up on a movie studio’s back lot, searching for the mysterious woman he last saw at his hotel decades earlier. What unfolds is a dazzling, yet deeply human, roller coaster of a novel, spanning fifty years and nearly as many lives. From the lavish set of Cleopatra to the shabby revelry of the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, Walter introduces us to the tangled lives of a dozen unforgettable characters: the starstruck Italian innkeeper and his long-lost love; the heroically preserved producer who once brought them together and his idealistic young assistant; the army veteran turned fledgling novelist and the rakish Richard Burton himself, whose appetites set the whole story in motion, along with the husbands and wives, lovers and dreamers, superstars and losers, who populate their world in the decades that follow. Gloriously inventive, constantly surprising, Beautiful Ruins is a story of flawed yet fascinating people, navigating the rocky shores of their lives while clinging to their improbable dreams.

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3. 28 Summers

by Elin Hilderbrand

A “captivating and bittersweet” novel by the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Summer of ’69: Their secret love affair has lasted for decades — but this could be the summer that changes everything (People). When Mallory Blessing’s son, Link, receives deathbed instructions from his mother to call a number on a slip of paper in her desk drawer, he’s not sure what to expect. But he certainly does not expect Jake McCloud to answer. It’s the late spring of 2020 and Jake’s wife, Ursula DeGournsey, is the frontrunner in the upcoming Presidential election. There must be a mistake, Link thinks. How do Mallory and Jake know each other? Flash back to the sweet summer of 1993: Mallory has just inherited a beachfront cottage on Nantucket from her aunt, and she agrees to host her brother’s bachelor party. Cooper’s friend from college, Jake McCloud, attends, and Jake and Mallory form a bond that will persevere — through marriage, children, and Ursula’s stratospheric political rise — until Mallory learns she’s dying. Based on the classic film Same Time Next Year (which Mallory and Jake watch every summer), 28 Summers explores the agony and romance of a one-weekend-per-year affair and the dramatic ways this relationship complicates and enriches their lives, and the lives of the people they love.

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  4. The Vacationers

By Emma Straub

For the Posts, a two-week trip to the Balearic island of Mallorca with their extended family and friends is a celebration: Franny and Jim are observing their thirty-fifth wedding anniversary, and their daughter, Sylvia, has graduated from high school. The sunlit island, its mountains and beaches, its tapas and tennis courts, also promise an escape from the tensions simmering at home in Manhattan. But all does not go according to plan: over the course of the vacation, secrets come to light, old and new humiliations are experienced, childhood rivalries resurface, and ancient wounds are exacerbated.

This is a story of the sides of ourselves that we choose to show and those we try to conceal, of the ways we tear each other down and build each other up again, and the bonds that ultimately hold us together. With wry humor and tremendous heart, Emma Straub delivers a richly satisfying story of a family in the midst of a maelstrom of change, emerging irrevocably altered yet whole.

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  5. The Jetsetters: A Novel

By Amanda Eyre Ward

When seventy-year-old Charlotte Perkins submits a sexy essay to the Become a Jetsetter contest, she dreams of reuniting her estranged children: Lee, an almost-famous actress; Cord, a handsome Manhattan venture capitalist who can’t seem to find a partner; and Regan, a harried mother who took it all wrong when Charlotte bought her a Weight Watchers gift certificate for her birthday. Charlotte yearns for the years when her children were young, when she was a single mother who meant everything to them.

When she wins the contest, the family packs their baggage—both literal and figurative—and spends ten days traveling from sun-drenched Athens through glorious Rome to tapas-laden Barcelona on an over-the-top cruise ship, the Splendido Marveloso. As lovers new and old join the adventure, long-buried secrets are revealed and old wounds are reopened, forcing the Perkins family to confront the forces that drove them apart and the defining choices of their lives.

Can four lost adults find the peace they’ve been seeking by reconciling their childhood aches and coming back together? In the vein of The Nest and The Vacationers, The Jetsetters is a delicious and intelligent novel about the courage it takes to reveal our true selves, the pleasures and perils of family, and how we navigate the seas of adulthood.

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  6. The Guest List: A Novel

By Lucy Foley

A wedding celebration turns dark and deadly in this deliciously wicked and atmospheric thriller reminiscent of Agatha Christie from the New York Times bestselling author of The Hunting Party.

The bride – The plus one – The best man – The wedding planner  – The bridesmaid – The body

On an island off the coast of Ireland, guests gather to celebrate two people joining their lives together as one. The groom: handsome and charming, a rising television star. The bride: smart and ambitious, a magazine publisher. It’s a wedding for a magazine, or for a celebrity: the designer dress, the remote location, the luxe party favors, the boutique whiskey. The cell phone service may be spotty and the waves may be rough, but every detail has been expertly planned and will be expertly executed.

But perfection is for plans, and people are all too human. As the champagne is popped and the festivities begin, resentments and petty jealousies begin to mingle with the reminiscences and well wishes. The groomsmen begin the drinking game from their school days. The bridesmaid not-so-accidentally ruins her dress. The bride’s oldest (male) friend gives an uncomfortably caring toast.

And then someone turns up dead. Who didn’t wish the happy couple well? And perhaps more important, why?

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  7. Beach Read

By Emily Henry

They’re polar opposites.

In fact, the only thing they have in common is that for the next three months, they’re living in neighboring beach houses, broke, and bogged down with writer’s block.

Until, one hazy evening, one thing leads to another and they strike a deal designed to force them out of their creative ruts: Augustus will spend the summer writing something happy, and January will pen the next Great American Novel. She’ll take him on field trips worthy of any rom-com montage, and he’ll take her to interview surviving members of a backwoods death cult (obviously). Everyone will finish a book and no one will fall in love. Really.

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8. Sex and Vanity: A Novel

By Kevin Kwan

The iconic author of the bestselling phenomenon Crazy Rich Asians returns with the glittering tale of a young woman who finds herself torn between two men: the WASPY fiancé of her family’s dreams and George Zao, the man she is desperately trying to avoid falling in love with.

On her very first morning on the jewel-like island of Capri, Lucie Churchill sets eyes on George Zao and she instantly can’t stand him. She can’t stand it when he gallantly offers to trade hotel rooms with her so that she can have a view of the Tyrrhenian Sea, she can’t stand that he knows more about Casa Malaparte than she does, and she really can’t stand it when he kisses her in the darkness of the ancient ruins of a Roman villa and they are caught by her snobbish, disapproving cousin Charlotte. “Your mother is Chinese so it’s no surprise you’d be attracted to someone like him,” Charlotte teases. The daughter of an American-born Chinese mother and a blue-blooded New York father, Lucie has always sublimated the Asian side of herself in favor of the white side, and she adamantly denies having feelings for George. But several years later, when George unexpectedly appears in East Hampton, where Lucie is weekending with her new fiancé, Lucie finds herself drawn to George again. Soon, Lucie is spinning a web of deceit that involves her family, her fiancé, the co-op board of her Fifth Avenue apartment building, and ultimately herself as she tries mightily to deny George entry into her world–and her heart. Moving between summer playgrounds of privilege, peppered with decadent food and extravagant fashion, Sex and Vanity is a truly modern love story, a daring homage to A Room with a View, and a brilliantly funny comedy of manners set between two cultures.

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9. Hello, Summer

By Mary Kay Andrews

New York Times bestselling author and Queen of the Beach Reads Mary Kay Andrews delivers her next blockbuster, Hello Summer.

It’s a new season…

Conley Hawkins left her family’s small town newspaper, The Silver Bay Beacon, in the rearview mirror years ago. Now a star reporter for a big-city paper, Conley is exactly where she wants to be and is about to take a fancy new position in Washington, D.C. Or so she thinks.

For small town scandals…

When the new job goes up in smoke, Conley finds herself right back where she started, working for her sister, who is trying to keep The Silver Bay Beacon afloat—and she doesn’t exactly have warm feelings for Conley. Soon she is given the unenviable task of overseeing the local gossip column, “Hello, Summer.”

And big-time secrets.

Then Conley witnesses an accident that ends in the death of a local congressman—a beloved war hero with a shady past. The more she digs into the story, the more dangerous it gets. As an old heartbreaker causes trouble and a new flame ignites, it soon looks like their sleepy beach town is the most scandalous hotspot of the summer.

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  10. The Summer Set

Aimee Agresti

Recommended by Glamour * Bustle * Popsugar * Booklist * Playbill

Charlie Savoy was once Hollywood’s hottest A-lister. Now, ten years later, she’s pushing forty, exiled from the film world and back at the summer Shakespeare theater in the Berkshires that launched her career—and where her old flame, Nick, is the artistic director.

It’s not exactly her first choice. But as parts are cast and rehearsals begin, Charlie is surprised to find herself getting her groove back, bonding with celebrity actors, forging unexpected new friendships and even reigniting her spark with Nick, who still seems to bring out the best in her despite their complicated history.

Until Charlie’s old rival, Hollywood’s current It Girl, is brought on set, threatening to undo everything she’s built. As the drama amps up both on the stage and behind the curtains, Charlie must put on the show of a lifetime to fight for the second chance she deserves in career and in love.

“A page-turner set in the intoxicating theater world, The Summer Set considers the price of fame, the power of second chances and the enduring nature of love. A truly enjoyable read!” —Elyssa Friedland, author of The Floating Feldmans

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When you listen the words “human trafficking” what comes to thinker? Do you understand how terrible it is yet picture “that’s not really affecting me personally”? Instagram...

Maybe it is and you don’t know it because we are not talking about it enough.

What I am about to tell you is very personal and dear to my mettle, many snaps have been removed and countless months of detective work to come to the narrative I am about to tell you.

A years ago, Michigan was# 2 in the commonwealth for human trafficking based on phone calls received by the human trafficking hotline. Today it’s still in the top 10, however falling lower to regimes like California and Nevada due to the volume of vacationers that inspect those states.

It all started about 5 years ago with a 15 -year-old boy identified Bruce on Instagram. Bruce was a young attractive Hispanic boy, seemingly ordinary in every mode. Scarcely did he know he was the first step in an elaborate the trafficking of human beings ring. Like many of our children today they really do not understand how the social media channels spread the entire world and with that come serious threats if not monitored.

Bruce was a “friend” to quite a few of the girls in my daughter’s circle of friends and they would chat daily. Bruce also had many friends that were being introduced to the roundabout and they all began to chitchats through Instagram and Kik. Shortly after their prologue, I began to see a altered in two daughters, she was becoming reticent and cowardly and owing to the fact that I fully understand how far the internet contacts and quickly things can get out of limitation on the internet I checked up on my daughter on a regular basis. I would say bi-weekly I would grab her tablet after she went to sleep and begin to dig into her messages, her illustrates and to see if happenings gaped appropriate.

I saw an extraordinary time gap in some contents and personas, and absolutely didn’t consider anything of it until about two weeks later. I had a funny feeling one darknes and grabbed her tablet to do what I made was gonna be just another ordinary check ... What I found to this day recurs my recollection and makes my middle sink.

It began with a drawing, a questionably inappropriate one for a girl her age, and the seductive pose mounted my red flag on fire. So my digging turned into a manhunt checking EVERYTHING in all her accounts.

You discover Bruce was a real boy, thoroughly naive to the “friends” he had in his curve. As I finished my digging into her notes all I was left with were sobbings in my eyes and a burning flame in my center to destroy every boy on her Instagram account and it was just the beginning.

I began to use the dominance of Google to do some pursuit and gaping up secondary chronicles of some of the friends in this roundabout ( not something children are willing to do ) formerly I encountered that 4 of the “friends” in the roundabout were clearly adult humen, my heartbreak turning now to indignation and storm. After about 2 days of roughly endless rubbing the internet using info on these MEN, I came to the conclusion that I required to take action with the Police. We were quickly met by the sleuth of the Cyber Task Force of Portage Police department and all our engineering was requested. After 7 months they called us in to report the most terrifying commands I have ever heard, “ Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins, are you able and their own families please come to the Police station as soon as is practicable . em> ” NOT something you ever want to hear.

After we arrived we entered into a small conference room in the back of the Portage Police terminal and began to listen as he explained how my mining may have saved my daughter from abduction.

Bruce was like I said, a ordinary 15 -year-old boy, what I didn’t know was the friends "thats been" guys acting as “friends” have determined Bruce out as a scout ... He was the first safe front that our children hear; he unknowingly was tempting young girls into his roundabout as target for "the mens" to pick and choose from. The circle of Bruce’s friend inventory reached the globe and his over 2k admirers were nothing more than a smorgasbord of young unaware children these men were chatting with. OUR CHILDREN...

This is not someone else’s problem, this is right here, right now and real as the rips I removed for the innocence that was stolen from two daughters. My beautiful daughter was prey for these villains, she was quickly approaching a meetup( in her names) and I fear that I may have never seen my daughter again.

I hope this triggers horror in the hearts of every one of you. Excavate in your children’s notes, asking questions cross-examines, and tell them not to have “friends” that they don’t actually know. I had no intuition just how close it came to never accompanying two daughters again, it’s worth the little-upset damage sympathies of young children to keep them safe. If you do not know or understand what to look for or how, ASK someone that does that you trust with the life of your child.

This picture of my daughters may have been the last draw I had with both of them together. This was made around the time Hayley met Bruce...

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