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Books. Change. Lives.

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Copyright

Copyright © 2020 by Nancy J. Cavanaugh

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Contents

Front Cover

Title Page

Copyright

When I Hit the Road

Recipe for Chocolate Chip Cookies

Acknowledgments

About the Author

Back Cover

In loving memory of you, Susan, because none of my memories or stories would be the same if I hadn’t had you for a sister, because I wouldn’t be the same.

And in loving memory of my grandparents, Lenora & Harry and Marguerite & Everett: There’s nothing like the love that comes from grandparents and the memories that grow out of that love. I’m blessed to have had you for grandmas and grandpas.

When I Hit the Road

Dear Me,

As soon as Mom came up with Operation Sunny Sandy Shores, I knew I had no choice but to write these Dear Me letters.

Who else besides the future me would want to know every little detail of what I’m about to go through?

Of course, you already know how it all turns out. But I don’t. Which is why I told Mom I’m filled with a slight feeling of dread.

(Mom, of course, says I’m being overly dramatic, but you and I both know that’s not true.)

I don’t have to tell you that once Mom gets something into her head, there’s no stopping her. I bet a million trillion dollars she’s still like that. Who knows? Maybe she’s even worse.