Whispered Courage
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Tanna Breakey is struggling to hold it all together against the odds. But the odds are about to win. As if five kids, three jobs, and a failing marriage isn't enough, life thought it would be funny to throw her a curve ball--- or two or three.
The idea is to survive.
It's just a cut on her finger. But it has drawn her to the attention of someone as stressed out as her. Can she add one more thing to her life?
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