Wanderlust
I Never Thought I'd Go Home Again
I spent too many years in the tiny town of Gilmore Falls, Texas.
When I left home, I wanted to experience the world.
I was happy as a veterinarian in a busy Beverly Hills Practice.
Or so I thought.
But when I became unexpectedly pregnant and had to go home to take care of my parents, there was only one thing on my mind.
My childhood best friend.
We'd lost touch after an ill-fated kiss during our senior prom.
But the chemistry that connected us was still there.
Was it too late to recapture the friendship we had?
Could it be more than friendship?
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