Sophia Grace is no stranger to loving someone who doesn’t recognize her most days. Her Grandma Eve has Alzheimer’s, and showing up day after day to let the sunshine in is all she can do about it.
Lance Rivers has his own complications, and surely Sophia can’t cure him either, despite her best efforts. No amount of reason can convince him he’s capable of loving a girl like her – though perhaps logic has little to do with it. Maybe pure, uncomplicated love isn’t made of rational thought.
Perhaps real love is only made of madness.
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