Neuer Tag, neues Leben
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Maja wollte eigentlich nur weg. Weg von allem. Weg von ihrem früheren Leben.
Als sie aus dem Waisenhaus ausbrach, hatte sie noch keinen bestimmten Plan vor Augen - sie wusste nur dass ihr bisheriges, erbärmliches Leben hinter sich lassen wollte. Mit dieser Absicht landet sie in einer ihr unbekannten Kleinstadt und trifft dort auf eine Gang aus Kindern und Jugendlichen, die sie freundlich aufnehmen.
Doch nicht alles, ist so einfach und sorgenlos wie es auf den ersten Blick scheinen mag.
Auch die Vergangenheit wird nicht vergessen, nur weil man ihr den Rücken zukehrt.
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