The Range Diaries: Book One

The Range Diaries: Book One

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A storm is brewing. A storm of salty air, arguing and heartbreak in Florence, Italy. Benedetto knows what will come. He knows the storm will tear the family apart, but there's nothing he can do. The storm he sees is figurative. He knows that the eye of the storm is the calmest part. But after that? Benedetto knows that it's stronger. He can't stay any longer. Donatello has heard of the word storm before. But what he thinks it is is different from what everyone else sees. The storm he sees seems real. The storm he sees, is real, to him. The storm he sees is his mind. He must venture into the city to find shelter from his storm. He must get out, away from Italy, but there is no escaping his storm. Their paths intertwine, both on a runaway trail. They find something in each other, and the storms go away.
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