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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

You’ll get rest when you give me info

Nicholas

dickwad! Wu Wear baggy jeans, FUBU hoodie, Air Jordans or the pump.

Dustin

What’s “the pump”?

Nicholas

Shaq sneakers, go 2 vintage shop.

Dustin

What shirt?

Nicholas

brand new fresh white tee, maybe a chain.

Dustin Venmo’d his brother another hundred dollars.

Dustin

I added an extra 50$. Go get a fancy dinner in MN. Outback Steakhouse?

Nicholas

Go fuck y’self

Dustin

Thank you. Take care not to slip on the ice.

Nicholas

I’m not in MN. In the Bronx

This was news to Dustin. Last he heard, Nicholas was on month three at the Hazelden rehab facility. His fourth stint in as many years.

Dustin

Do Mom and Dad know?

Nicholas

Dad, not Mom. I’m clean. @halfway house workin at taco shop.

Dustin was shocked, and honestly didn’t know what to write back. Mercifully he didn’t have to because his brother texted again. Gotta bounce lil bro. Later.

Dustin googled vintage shops that carried FUBU, found a store nearby, and headed out. He couldn’t believe his brother was back in town and hadn’t let him know. Though on further reflection, he could absolutely believe it.

XX

When they arrived at the party, Kimmie knew she looked on point and was happy to see a red carpet at the entrance. Photographers lined up, waiting for arrivals. She was used to being photographed from ice dancing competitions and knew exactly how to stand: angle the head, twist the body, cross the ankles if possible, and a relaxed face. As she moved along the step and repeat, posing for the photogs with her frozen half smile, she had only one thing on her mind: how long she’d have to wait until she saw him.

She had not heard from Vronsky all day yesterday. She tried her best not to care about one whole day passing with no word, even though it seemed to her that an unexpected snow day would have been a perfect time to hang out. But she couldn’t take the silence and caved, texting him this morning because she needed to make sure he was going to be there. She knew she was breaking the unwritten rule about girls waiting for boys to text first, but she was going crazy waiting. He had replied immediately, and they exchanged exactly seven texts back and forth. She made sure she didn’t respond to the last of his texts. She told him about Steven’s impromptu limo rental and said she’d be arriving with him, along with Lolly and Anna. She tried to word it so he’d know they had plenty of room in case he wanted to join them. But Vronsky didn’t take the bait. He said he had things to do but he’d be there by midnight and that she should save a dance for him.