Tropesick

Girl Next Door

Willa Pearson was just another girl. Pretty, yes. Beautiful, even. But, above all that, she was annoying. She was a pest.

She was Eric Pearson’s little sister. Maybe that was why, the first time Henry realized it—that he couldn’t take his eyes

off her, that she was the most perfect thing he’d ever seen—it caught him by surprise.

But wasn’t it always that way? Wasn’t it always the girl who’d been there all along?