The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
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The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, and everything shines with a fresh, colorful glow, making you forget that anything as cold and harsh as winter ever existed.

— Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
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