Undisputed
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Unable to contain my excitement, I pull Connor’s notebook out. Breccan hands me a pen before squeezing my hand.
Taking a deep breath, I cross off the final item on Connor’s bucket list.
Bucket List:
Skydiving
Atlanta Falcons football game
Meet swimsuit model Haley Nicole
Have a white Christmas
Shoot a zombie
Draw a place to visit out of a hat and go that day
Ball room dancing lessons
Deep sea fishing
Base Jump
White water rafting
Learn jiu-jitsu
Learn to play guitar
Meet Levee Williams
Write a comic book
Solve a Rubik’s cube
Harry Potter Movie Marathon
Pet a Kangaroo in Australia
Drive a race car
Learn to surf
Swim with dolphins
Chase a tornado
Attend all 7 games of the world series
“We did it,” I whisper. “We did it.”
Breccan releases my hand and wraps his arm around my shoulders. After kissing my temple, he murmurs, “Of course we did. Together.”
Undisputed
The End
I remember when (shameless plug) Aly Martinez wrote her first book and I saw my name in the acknowledgements. My little heart swelled, and tears filled my eyes. I always wondered, “If I write a book, what would I say?” Now, I actually get to do it. And, sitting here, I’m at a loss for words. There are so many people who have helped along the way. It takes a village to raise a child. It also takes a village to write a book. So, to my village: thank you all. I’m sure I’ll leave someone out. It’s not my intention to slight anyone—except that guy that one time who said I couldn’t do it. He sucks.
First and foremost, my husband, Dan:
Thank you for your encouragement, your faith in me, and your ability to overlook the state of our house and lack of meals. You’ve always been my number-one supporter, no matter what it is I’ve dreamed up. Thank you for always listening when I talked about books I’d read. Thank you for listening to my crazy plots. Thank you for being my sexy hero reference. You are my favorite person ever. I luba you.
My kids, Kaitlyn and Madeline: Thank you for letting me neglect you while writing this book. I love you both more than words can say. You two are my greatest blessings in life. Nothing I will ever do will compare to being your mommy.
Nell: For always telling me that you’re proud of me. You don’t know what it means to me to hear it. For always listening to me bitch. For proofreading my book and finding all the erors (even that one ;) For pretty much being the best friend a person could ever have. I can’t imagine my life without you. I love you. Now, get to writing.
Bianca S: Thank you! For your support, for your feedback, for your encouragement, for your daily messages, for your everything. I can’t wait to see your face again!
Amie: Thank you for your feedback. And for making me change things even though I wanted to cry. You helped make it better. I cannot wait to read yours
Mo: Thank you for always encouraging me to write, even way back when. Thank you for sharing my stuff. Thank you for being you. Can’t wait to see you and Danny again!
Ashley B: Thank you for changing my cover approximately 458942 times. I can’t imagine what a pain in the ass I was. I love it!
To the bloggers and readers: Thank you for reading, for reviewing, for promoting, for making my dream a reality.
To all of the indie authors: Thank you for always supporting new authors. Thank you for your guidance along the way. This writing journey has seriously been the craziest rollercoaster I’ve ever been on. Without the indie community, this wouldn’t be possible. So a million times, thank you!
A.S. Teague enjoys the warmth of South Carolina with her husband and two daughters. The stereotypes about peach cobbler and sweet tea are not overstated. After years in the medical field, she is now enjoying every minute of being a stay-at-home mom. She loves wine, the beach, wine on the beach, and crying at Disney movies. When she doesn’t have a book in her hand, she can be found pestering her husband with pictures of animals she wants to rescue, as well as debating whether to exercise or take a nap.