Made of Steel (Made of Steel Series Book 1)

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by Ivy Smoak


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  Summer,

  I don't believe you. At all. But if you don't want me to come, I won't. You won't be able to stop me soon though. My parents said they're going to get me a car after I pass driver's ed.

  Which reminds me. I started high school! I know how excited you are to go in a few years. It's not any different though. It's still school. But I made the varsity soccer team. I'm one of the only freshmen to do it.

  Look up. Even though it's not September yet, Sagitta is pretty bright.

  -Miles

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  Miles,

  There's nothing to worry about. I promise. Is it as wild as Julie made me believe? I get that school is just school. But high school is high school. No matter what you say, I still can't wait to go.

  -Summer

  Chapter 7

  13 Years Old

  Miles,

  Happy Birthday! I haven't heard from you recently. I know you're really busy with soccer and school, so I understand that you can't write as often.

  I bet you're taking driver's ed now. I believe you promised me a visit.

  I miss you,

  -Summer

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  Miles,

  It's been months since you've written. Are you okay? Even when I look at the stars, you feel so far away.

  -Summer

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  Miles,

  You were right. I can't take care of myself. I thought I could and I was wrong. Please help me. Please don't leave me alone.

  -Summer

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  Miles,

  It's getting worse and I don't know what to do. Where are you? You were right. You're always right.

  -Summer

  Chapter 8

  14 Years Old

  Miles,

  I lied, is that what you want to hear? I just didn't want you to worry. But I'm sorry that I lied to you. It was never a nosebleed. He's been hurting me. I don't know what to do.

  -Summer

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  Miles,

  I don't understand what I did wrong. But whatever it was, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. Please just tell me how to fix it. You're all that I have left, Miles. You're it. How am I supposed to keep going without you?

  I'm sorry,

  -Summer

 

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