We're All in This Together
Chapters (46)
- Cover
- Other Titles
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Friday
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- Saturday
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- Sunday
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- Monday
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- EPILOGUE
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Cover
Other Titles
BOOKS BY AMY JONES
What Boys Like (2009)
We’re All in This Together (2016)
Title Page
Copyright
Copyright © 2016 by Amy Jones
All rights reserved. The use of any part of this publication reproduced, transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, or stored in a retrieval system, without the prior written consent of the publisher – or, in case of photocopying or other reprographic copying, a licence from the Canadian Copyright Licensing Agency – is an infringement of the copyright law.
Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Jones, Amy, 1976–, author
We’re all in this together / Amy Jones.
ISBN 978-0-7710-5064-0 (paperback). – ISBN 978-0-7710-5066-4 (epub)
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PS8619.O525W47 2016 C813’.6 C2016-901300-6
C2016-901301-4
Cover design: Kelly Hill
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Cast of characters (pancakes): © VectorPainter / Shutterstock.com
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Dedication
For my sister, Erin Jones.
I’m sorry I told all the neighbourhood kids
you were left on our doorstep by aliens.
Friday
ONE
His eyes remind Finn of cola – deep, caramel brown, fizzing with bubbles that burst at the surface. He has Prince Charles’s ears and a mole on the left side of his jaw, but he is tall and lanky, the type of guy who gets a lot of “Play any basketball?” and hates it because he never played basketball, just hockey, and never as well as he wanted to. Finn knows he’s married before he even crosses the bar to talk to her, all arms and legs in a suit, shimmying between the sweaty after-workers in their four-beer euphoria leaning back precariously in their wooden chairs. Something about the way he walks, it’s clear he has a back-up plan: he can go home to someone else if he really has to. Not that it matters to Finn – she just needs someone to help her make up for lost time. She has until nine the next morning, when her plane takes her home to Thunder Bay, to transform her life into something she’s not acutely ashamed of.