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It is also a first draft. Mistakes will be made.
And now, let's get on to the good stuff. Cheers!
-Attempting2Write
UPDATE JULY 2019
Just FYI, I'm doing a bit of a revamping of this story, thanks to some honest feedback I got from writer friends. Current chapters may not make sense.
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The Lilac Bottle
ChickLitMoira is restless. After her father's death and her mother subsequent abandonment of her and her twin sister, Sadie, when they were little girls, she found solace at her grandmother's lavender farm. Sadie and Gram are the only family she's ever know...
