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After years of hard work, Kathleen (Kat) Cutter has been offered her dream job. Only one thing is holding her back – she just found out that she’s pregnant. Kat suddenly finds herself torn between choosing her dream job, or fulfilling her husband Jasper’s dream of becoming a father.
When Jasper is found dead, Kat has nothing to live for, until she finds a crayon-written contract between Jasper and herself which reminds her of a promise. A promise that she intends to keep. And so, she sets off cross-country alone, with nothing but Jasper’s ashes to help her conquer her emotions, a stalker, and the rest of the crazy world. She’s determined to keep her word…even if it kills her.
Turning around to head back to the car she stopped in her tracks. In front of her was a sight
she used to drive a half hour just to see. It didn’t even dawn on her that she had pulled over
here. She went to the car and shut off the engine before heading to a picnic table that had a
view of over seven miles.
The view wasn’t at all breath taking; just a regular small hill view of a small town but it was
pleasant. Each street, car and house-light glimmered as if it were it’s own star. Kat used to
come up here any time things got hard in her life. It was sort of h | |  | | Mr.Bluestick
Imaginary friends. Everyone's had them; they're harmless products of childhood. But what if your child's imaginary friend wasn't... imaginary?
Worrywart father Tom Boyer has just found the perfect home for his family: a bigger house in a better neighborhood, with woods in the back for his daughter, Lilly to play in. But the move has been tough on Lilly; the street had no kids to play with. The summer was going to be miserable. So when she finds a fascinating friend in Mr. Bluestick -- a mysterious man who wears a full tuxedo, and carries a glowing blue stick while living in the woods, Tom is amused...until he awakes one night with the woods on fire and Lilly, missing...
It took a few more days of not seeing the light before Lilly started to forget it and feel ready to explore the woods alone. Dad was starting his first day at his new job. He did something that Lilly couldn’t really understand, all she knew is it had to do with money and computers. Mom was inside painting the extra bedroom. She gave her the walkie-talkie and headed out. She put her sweat pants on, even though the June heat was starting, to follow Dad’s rules. Lilly stood at the gate trying to delay going in. She re-tied her shoes twice, put her hair up in a blue scrunchy and did a few jumping |
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