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Muddle on! (#Wattys2016)

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Time 8h 39m

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In average life of Marie Belle Thompson, everything was average. She was content with what she had until a certain someone waltzed into her life, bringing along a whole new world. He and another certain someone showed her that to be in the middle is not always the answer.  

Now there's a question, how to become that wonderful person that people usually admire. 

 It sure is one heck of a journey for Marie Belle.

Besides, she needs to figure out, if she really needs all of that, or being plain ol' Bells is the answer. ~@~All Rights Reserved

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