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Chapters (98)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Who’s Who in Anna K(in order of appearance)
  5. Part One
  6. I
  7. II
  8. III
  9. IV
  10. V
  11. VI
  12. VII
  13. VIII
  14. IX
  15. X
  16. XI
  17. XII
  18. XIII
  19. XIV
  20. XV
  21. XVI
  22. XVII
  23. XVIII
  24. XIX
  25. XX
  26. XXII
  27. XXIII
  28. XXIV
  29. XXV
  30. XXVI
  31. XXVII
  32. Part Two
  33. I
  34. II
  35. III
  36. IV
  37. V
  38. VI
  39. VII
  40. VIII
  41. IX
  42. X
  43. XI
  44. XII
  45. XIII
  46. XIV
  47. XV
  48. XVI
  49. XVII
  50. XVIII
  51. XIX
  52. XX
  53. XXI
  54. XXII
  55. XXIII
  56. XXIV
  57. XXV
  58. XXVI
  59. XXVII
  60. XXVIII
  61. XXIX
  62. Part Three
  63. I
  64. II
  65. III
  66. IV
  67. V
  68. VI
  69. VII
  70. VIII
  71. IX
  72. X
  73. XI
  74. XII
  75. XIII
  76. XIV
  77. XV
  78. XVI
  79. XVII
  80. XVIII
  81. XIX
  82. XX
  83. XXI
  84. XXII
  85. XXIII
  86. XXIV
  87. XXV
  88. XXVI
  89. XXVII
  90. XXVIII
  91. XXIX
  92. Epilogue
  93. Author's NoteWhen Jenny Met Anna
  94. Acknowledgments
  95. About the Author
  96. Newsletter Sign-up
  97. Contents
  98. Copyright

“Annie-hoo, are you listening? I asked you a very important question. Do you think we should have a funfetti cake for my family dinner, or for my actual birthday dinner, you know on the actual day I was born? You’ve got to be there for that, too. We’re having lobster rolls flown in from Maine, I think. Well, at least that’s what I told Daddy I wanted…”

“Funfetti cake for your actual birthday dinner,” Anna said on autopilot. “Vanilla ice cream on the side.” She was barely listening, because she was now fantasizing that the motorcyclist she had seen earlier was Vronsky, and that he’d ridden all the way in from the city to see her. He was turning in the direction of Staugas Farms; she had seen so in her rearview mirror as she drove away from him. Wouldn’t that have been so lovely? If he had come to see her?

“Annie! Annie!” Eleanor snapped her fingers. “Are you even listening to me?”

Yes, Eleanor, unfortunately, I am.…

XVIII

Dustin was surprised when Steven had texted that he should bring his brother over for their tutoring session. He had tried to reschedule their session for the following day since he had plans to spend the afternoon with his brother, but Steven said it was imperative that he see Dustin today, so he and Nicholas came over.

When Nicholas walked into Steven’s apartment, he whistled at the fancy digs, which embarrassed Dustin, even though Steven didn’t seem to notice. Steven suggested that Nicholas play his PS4 while they did their schoolwork, directing him to a shipment of advance copies of new games that wouldn’t come out until next year. Steven’s dad was tight with one of the head honchos at Sony’s gaming division, so these boxes would arrive every few months with the latest video games.

Just another perk of the superrich, Dustin thought to himself, whereas his brother Nicholas had to comment out loud about it: “No shade, but you one-percenters got some sick-ass perks.”

Steven nodded and agreed. “Hells yeah we do.” (Comments like this should have made Steven an asshole, yet somehow they came across as charming, which Dustin found to be both disturbing and fascinating.)