What better time than summer for a little romance? Except for Angie, who doesn't really date. Didn't date, that is -- until she saw Jack Duluth's cerw cut peeking out over a booth in McKnight's drugstore one night.
He looked over at me, smiled, and then sat down again.
Thus starts a summer Angie will never forget -- one full of spine chills, total bliss, heartache, and confusion...all the feelling that spell love.
