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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

“‘Anyway, I know I’ve been a fuckup and I want you to know your tuition money wasn’t a total waste, yeah, Dad told me what you did for me, spending your college savings to send my dumb ass to rehab again. It means a lot to me that you believed in me, and I love you for your optimism. Which brings me to my next point. I’m totally gonna get fucked up tonight, I’ve already got it on me. Sorry dude, but I need one last hurrah before I go on the straight and narrow forever. You see, I couldn’t remember my last time … the last time I used, and that seemed weird to me, and so I wanted to make it an event. I know this sounds like I’m rationalizing, and maybe I am. Remember what they say, never trust a junkie, but that’s my fucking story and I’m sticking to it.

“‘Here’s the plan. I’m gonna party with my girl in a hotel like a true pimp 4 realz, but before I do I’m gonna tell her, like I’m tellin’ you, that it’s my last time because I want to marry her and spend the rest of my dumbass dish-washing days with her forever. You’d totally dig her, man. She’s hot, sexy, funny as hell, and best of all she calls me on my shit, which you know I need. I love her. She’s made me a believer that there is something better out there for me than drugs. I can’t wait for you to meet her. She and I have some big plans, which include buying a junker and driving cross-country to see about a boy … and that boy is you. My kid brother. Because I love you and if I’ve learned anything at all about life from the movies, it’s that when you feel something big and know something bigger you share it with the world.

“‘Your brother forever, Nicholas.

“‘P.S. Oh yeah, start writing your wedding toast ’cause I’m pretty sure I’m gonna be the first of us to need one. Knock that best man speech out of the fucking park!

“‘P.P.S. Memberberry how I said I wasn’t feelin’ Kendrick Lamar? Natalia likes him, so I’m givin him another go. If that don’t prove my love than nuthin’ will.’”

Dustin folded the letter and put it back in his inner pocket, and when he looked out at the crowd he saw that people were crying but people were smiling, too.

“Well, that was all Nicholas had to say, and so that about sums it up. Nicholas, it was an honor to be your brother and I’m gonna miss you every day. Okay, Rabbi Kennison, take it away…”

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