So, I had this dream last night. I was whisked away from a comfortable seaside home and was en route to a brooding boarding school on a high, heathery hill with endless curving switchbacks. (I remember, because I was driving.) In the backseat: a brooding, gorgeous, dark-haired boy. Just the kind of boy you'd expect to see in a YA novel where the
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