Story cover for A Thousand Letters by Mon_Ange17
A Thousand Letters
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    Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Jul 17, 2017
When sisters Rain and Veronica are separated because of their parents' divorce. Rain finds safety in letters she wrote to her sister but never sends. 

While Rain is starting at a new school, Veronica has to deal with all their problems at home, at just 11 years old. Rain leaves to live with her Dad in South Dakota. At her new school, Rain meets Riley, a boy who has given her the love that no one else has before.
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