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The F- It List by Julie Halpern Exceprt

The F- It List by Julie Halpern Exceprt

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Alex and Becca have always been best friends. But when Becca does something nearly unforgivable at Alex’s dad’s funeral, Alex cuts ties with her and focuses on her grieving family.


Time passes, and Alex finally decides to forgive Becca. Then she’s hit with another shocker: Becca has cancer. It also turns out Becca has a bucket list, one she doesn’t know she’ll be able to finish now. That’s where Alex comes in, along with a mysterious and guarded boy who just may help Alex check a few items off her own bucket list.


Julie Halpern writes about illness, loss, love, and friendship with candor and compassion. Here is an unforgettable book about living fully, living authentically, and just . . . living.


Alex and Becca have always been best friends. But when Becca does something nearly unforgivable at Alex’s dad’s funeral, Alex cuts ties with her and focuses on her grieving family.


Time passes, and Alex finally decides to forgive Becca. Then she’s hit with another shocker: Becca has cancer. It also turns out Becca has a bucket list, one she doesn’t know she’ll be able to finish now. That’s where Alex comes in, along with a mysterious and guarded boy who just may help Alex check a few items off her own bucket list.


Julie Halpern writes about illness, loss, love, and friendship with candor and compassion. Here is an unforgettable book about living fully, living authentically, and just . . . living.

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The only thing worse
than having my best riend sleep withmy boyriend the night o my ather’s uneral would be i she killedmy dad hersel. Becca didn’t, which was the one thing that redeemedher. Still, I allowed mysel the entire summer ater the trampul eventto be mad at her.It’s not as though I haven’t done shitty things to Becca. In thirdgrade, I announced in ront o our whole class that she would nevermake the lead in the school play because she had boy hair. Which shedid. Kind o orward-thinking o her or a third grader, although itwas probably her mom’s choice ater the Lice Crisis o Room 143. Injunior high I managed to leak the act that she stufed her bra when atut o tissues ell out o her shirt, and I yelled down the hall, “Becca!I think one o your boobs ell out!” And just last year, even though Iswore everyone already knew, I let slip that she lost her virginity to hersecond cousin the night o her Bat Mitzvah. All o the above seemedunorgivable at the times o occurrence, and yet she orgave me.
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Just like I orgave her or stealing my thunder as Mary ToddLincoln in the ourth-grade play by accepting the lead male role o Honest Abe. Ater that, the entire play went drag, and Becca was hailedthe class comedian. I quickly learned I preerred being behind thescenes, anyway. I also orgave the time she announced I had my periodin sixth grade by asking in ront o the alpha girls i that’s why I tookso long in the bathroom. And the time reshman year when she acci-dentally shredded my twelve-page English essay because she thoughtthey were pages o my pathetic attempt at a vampire novel she neededto rid the world o.Best riends orgive each other. And I knew I’d orgive her orscrewing Davis. Eventually. It’s not like he was my one true love oranything. We had only gone out or a month beore my dad was killedin a cab on his way home rom the airport. Davis and I didn’t talkuntil two days ater the news o my dad went around. I had to call
him
 to get some sympathy. Maybe i I’d had sex with him, he would havecalled sooner. But there was something about him that turned me of.He was always listening to misogynistic rap songs with ridiculouslyrics, like, “With my nuts on your tonsils.”“Sick.” I reacted to the lyrics.“What?” he asked incredulously. He was always incredulous.“Dude, that’s like me saying, ‘With my ovaries on your uvula.’ ”“Is my uvula near my johnson?”It wasn’t worth an answer. It was just one o those lazy boyriendsituations because I was bored while Becca was of starring in theschool musical, and Davis was always around. Plus, he had a car. Atrst, his long, wavy hair and busted-up knuckles rom working hisdad’s deck-sanding business were a turn-on. But the thought o hisnuts on my tonsils? Not so much.
 
 
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It’s not like Becca slept with guys all the time, although losingher virginity to her second cousin at the ripe old age o thirteen madeit sound like she did. He wasn’t a blood relative; there were divorcesand remarriages. And he was older and super hot, plus there wasManischewitz wine involved. It was stupid, she was mortied, andlucky or her the only consequence was the agonizing guilt and resid-ual slut label that hung around or a couple o years. That wore of once we hit high school and other people really started sleepingaround.And it’s not like Becca didn’t give me a good reason or the sex-ual mishap with Davis. Becca loved my dad. I did, too, o course, butBecca had never had a real dad in her lie, so she idolized mine. Herparents divorced when she was one, and all Becca knew rom menwere her mom’s grotesque attempts at nding atherly replacements.Becca preerred my dad, a constant and caring male authority gure.Since we were little, he sort o became my designated parent whileMom attempted to wrangle my younger twin brothers, AJ and CJ.(Our amily likes to shorten names as much as possible, so AndrewJacob and Charles Joshua became AJ and CJ, and I went rom Alex-andra Judith to Alex, occasionally Al.) Dad took me and Becca toparks, zoos, museums, and restaurants throughout our childhood.As we got older and the twins became more outdoorsy, Dad brokeout the camping equipment and shing poles. I preerred camping inront o the TV, but Dad was still the go-to parent or talks. Beccaeven somehow managed to share in my rst big sex talk rom Dad,which went something like this, “You go near a boy’s penis, it betterbe wearing a condom.” Dad was rank and realistic about things,which is where I got it. He wasn’t araid o his daughter going out andexperiencing things. At least, he never showed it. Like when I told

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