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conversations.value: a description for a book titled Truly, Madly, Deadly about Sawyer, Kevin, Library with the genre: Teen & Young Adult, Literature & Fiction
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conversations.value: Gr 8 UpIn this fast-paced thriller, the author crafts a suspenseful tale of vengeance and misguided love. Dating star football player Kevin Anderson has its perks, including instant popularity for junior Sawyer Dodd. Their relationship seems perfect, but what nobody knows about is the abuse Sawyer suffers at the hands of her controlling boyfriend. When Kevin dies in a car accident, Sawyer is filled with a mix of sadness and relief, certain that her terrible secret will remain just that. She receives a cryptic note that simply states, You're welcome, and Sawyer questions its meaning until people around her begin to die. Someone is willing to kill for Sawyer but is setting her up to take the fall. She determines to uncover the identity of the murderer and clear her name before she becomes the next victim. Sawyer is depicted as the ultimate victimof physical abuse, sexual assault, bullyingwho has real motives for revenge against those who have hurt her, yet the subjective third-person narrative suggests that she isn't the perpetrator, even when Sawyer doubts her own innocence. Peppered with red herrings, the plot has twists and turns that will have the audience guessing, and while the ending isn't completely unexpected, it still feels anticlimactic after the author's intense buildup. Other than a few instances in which important details are overlooked, including a noticeable change in the way a character dies, the story seems plausible and will keep readers engaged. Teens who enjoy R.L. Stine and Christopher Pike are the likely audience for this gripping mystery.Audrey Sumser, Cuyahoga County Public Library, Mayfield, OH(c) Copyright 2013. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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conversations.value: the first two paragraphs for this book
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conversations.value: Truly, Madly, Deadly
  To my mother, who probably doesn't know that the fact that she went after her dream gave me the courage to go after my own.
  The words rose and fell on the soft pile carpet, and Sawyer wondered whether she should brush the small ball of fuzz from Kevin's earlobe. It stuck there, stark and white against the dark navy blue of his suit.
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conversations.value: five more paragraphs
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conversations.value: Sawyer grimaced but tried to hide it with a friendly smile. She nodded. "Yeah, I'm feeling way better. How about you?"
  Tara frowned. "I didn't see one. But the delivery kid asked for you specifically. He said, 'These are for Sawyer Dodd.'"
  Tara drained her water glass and shrugged. "Yeah, about your age, I guess. Why? Do you have a secret admirer?"
  Sawyer's eyes went wide, and Tara held up her hands then clapped one on her mouth. "Oh, Sawyer, I didn't mean—I mean, I know you and Kevin were together for a long time and—I was just being silly."
  Chloe waggled her eyebrows. "Two bunches? Ooh la la. Red is the color of love. And pink is appreciation."
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conversations.value: Reverse the sentences.
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conversations.value: ". And pink is appreciation. Red is the color of love. "Two bunches? Ooh la la."
  Chloe waggled her eyebrows. "Oh, Sawyer, I didn't mean—I mean, I know you and Kevin were together for a long time and—I was just being silly. Why? Do you have a secret admirer?"
  Sawyer's eyes went wide, and Tara held up her hands then clapped one on her mouth. "Yeah, about your age, I guess.'"
  Tara drained her water glass and shrugged. He said, 'These are for Sawyer Dodd. But the delivery kid asked for you specifically. "I didn't see one. How about you?"
  Tara frowned. "Yeah, I'm feeling way better. She nodded.Sawyer grimaced but tried to hide it with a friendly smile
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conversations.value: the last five paragraphs
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conversations.value: Biggs pulled away, and Cooper, fully bandaged, came up on her shoulder. Sawyer felt the edges of her lips push up.
  Cooper looked away, an arm's length from Sawyer. He touched his bandage. "Does this make me look stupid?" he said with a slight smile.
  Sawyer nodded, grinning. "Stupid." She fell into him, feeling him hesitate for a beat before wrapping his arms tightly around her. "And sexy."
  Cooper squeezed Sawyer tighter, his heartbeat thumping against hers. She pressed her face into the crook of his neck, breathing in his fresh scent. He still smelled like detergent and soap, and despite the events of the evening, Sawyer was instantly at ease. "I'm glad you're here," she whispered to him.
  She fell into step beside him. Their fingers brushed and then laced, and then they were holding hands.
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conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
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conversations.value: Their fingers brushed and then laced, and then they were holding hands. Sawyer felt the edges of her lips push up.
  Cooper looked away, an arm's length from Sawyer. He touched his bandage. "Does this make me look stupid?" he said with a slight smile.
  Sawyer nodded, grinning. "Stupid." She fell into him, feeling him hesitate for a beat before wrapping his arms tightly around her. "And sexy."
  Cooper squeezed Sawyer tighter, his heartbeat thumping against hers. She pressed her face into the crook of his neck, breathing in his fresh scent. He still smelled like detergent and soap, and despite the events of the evening, Sawyer was instantly at ease. "I'm glad you're here," she whispered to him.
  She fell into step beside him.Biggs pulled away, and Cooper, fully bandaged, came up on her shoulder.