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the summer I turned pretty

Every summer of your life has ended the same way — sunburned shoulders, salt in your hair, and the quiet ache of leaving Cousins Beach behind. But this summer is different: Conrad kissed you in the rain two nights ago and has not spoken to you since, and Jeremiah just pulled you aside on the dock to say he is in love with you and has been since you were twelve. The house is full, the week is almost gone, and both brothers are watching you from opposite ends of the porch like the next move is yours to make — and it is.