What better time than summer for a little romance? Except for Angie, who doesn't really date. <i>Didn't</i> date, that is -- until she saw Jack Duluth's cerw cut peeking out over a booth in McKnight's drugstore one night. <p><i>He looked over at me, smiled, and then sat down again.</i></p> <p>Thus starts a summer Angie will never forget -- one full of spine chills, total bliss, heartache, and confusion...all the feelling that spell love.</p>