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In a small Southern town, teenager Evie Decker becomes obsessed with local rock singer Bertram 'Drumstrings' Casey, and decides to take her life into her own hands. When se carves his name on her forehead their two lives become unforgettably entwined.

Book Description (amazon.com):
Evie Decker is a shy, slightly plump teenager, lonely and silent. But her quiet life is shattered when she hears the voice of Drumstrings Casey on the radio and becomes instantly attracted to him. She manages to meet him, bursting out of her lonely shell--and into the attentive gaze of the intangible man who becomes all too real....

'I believe this might be the best thing I've ever done,' said Evie. 'Something out of character. Definite. Not covered by insurance. I'm just sure it will all work out well.' (p. 27)
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'Well,' said Casey. He slipped his dark glasses back on and jammed his shirt down tighter into his pants. Then he turned towards Evie. Behind the glasses it was hard to tell where he was looking. 'What'd you go and cut it backwards for?' he asked her.
'It just worked out that way,' said Evie.
'Worked out that way, ow do you mean?'
'I don't know, that's just the way it happened. Can't you read it?'
'Sure, I can read it.'
'Now I cans see that it's uneven,' Evie said. 'I konow that's going to bother me. Every time I look in a mirror I'll think, why did I let the Y droop? Why did I shake on the C?'
'Why did you make it "Casey"?' Casey said.
She stared, mistaking his meaning. She thought he had asked the only question she minded answering.
'Why not my first name?' he asked. 'There're thousands of Caseys around.'
'What, Drumstrings? I don't have that big a forehead.'
'Drum,' he said. 'Nobody says the whole thing, for Lord's sake.'
'They call you Drum?' asked Evie.
'That's right.'
'Well, I certainly wish I'd of known.' (p. 34-35)
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Evening, when she came home, the house would be filled with the clutter of Drum's day - overflowing ash trays, empty record jackets, stray dishes in the sink. 'Where you practising?' she asked him, but he rarely had been. 'I don't know, I just can't get started right,' he said. 'Seems like I am messing around all the time. My fingers forget what they was doing.' He talked more now. His voice tugged consantly on the hem of Evie's mind, so that she almost forgot how it had been in the old days when he never talked at all. 'What is the point in me sitting here strumming? I'll never get anywhere. I ain't but nineteen years old and already leading a slipping-down life, and hard rock is fading so pretty soon nobody won't want it.'
'That's not true,' Evies said.
'Well, it feels like it is. Feels like I have hit my peak and passed it. I was just a fool to ever hope to be famous.'
'Will you stop that?' Evie said. (p.121)

RELEASE NOTES:

Happy 2008 and Happy BookCrossing!

Thank you, Wilmar! Another book for me! Hope you have more...

Not my cup of tea, unfortunately!

CONTROLLED RELEASE NOTES:

I will leave the book in the restaurant of All Sports, Amstelveen, in the sauna (restaurant).