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CHAPTER ONE

Strawberry Valley, OklahomaPopulation 7,413 7,416Drive Slow and See Our City,

Drive Fast and See Our Jail

BROOK LYNN DILLON was not a fan of irl reached a certain level of exhaustion, every time of day sucked

She’d bypassed that certain level, oh, about seven years ago when, at the tender age of eighteen, she’d begun working at Rhinestone Cowgirl Despite what every tourist passing through town assumed, the RC wasn’t a strip club, thank you veryjewelry store

Her five-hour shift always kicked off at the butt crack of dawn, or as her mom used to say, before the rooster crows Afterward she had sixty shortof any new past-due notices—before working a ten-hour shift at Two Far experience” within a fifty-mile radius The description came directly fro shiitake ular ones

Today wouldn’t have been so bad if her sister had completed her own shift at Two Farms, but halfway to the finish line, Jessie Kay had taken off without saying goodbye, and Brook Lynn was forced to take over her tables to save both their jobs At least her sister left a note in her locker

Don’t stay in tonight Go out and get drunk Or, you know, at least pretend to be drunk Your prudish ways are ruining our good name! XO JK

Brook Lynn had never hustled so hard for less reward Her back and feet ached, and she wanted to go home and fall into some sort of coma even more than she wanted to win this week’s lottery Fifteen !

But here she was Her best friend, Kenna, had called to tell her Jessie Kay had taken her own advice and gotten trashed, partying hard at the Glass house, acting as if the ive them a little mouth to mouth

When Jessie Kay had a few too irl Brook Lynn, Miss Responsible, had never been a good-ti Too many worries balanced on her shoulders