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Adelaide is walking dogs, her summer job, when she sees a boy. She remembers him. She met him long ago, at a party in Boston. She tells him. He doesn't remember her.
Adelaide is walking dogs, her summer job, when she sees a boy. She remembers him. She met him long ago, at a party in Boston. She tells him. He says he's never been to Boston.
Adelaide is walking dogs, her summer job, when she sees a boy. She remembers him. She met him long ago, at a party in Boston. She confronts him angrily about why he never got in touch with her. He feels no need to make conversation with her.
Adelaide is walking dogs, her summer job, when she sees a boy. She remembers him. She met him long ago, at a party in Boston. She tells him he wrote her a poem. He remembers that he often writes people poems, but he doesn't remember writing her a poem...
And that's the way this wonderful, surprising, quirky story goes, page after page of possibilities, of what could happen, what might happen, stories of hope, stories of despair. A completely fresh approach to a novel.