Rescuing Atticus

Rescuing Atticus

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This can be a stand alone read...or better read with The Cleaner's Daughter. Either way will be fine. In this story you will get an insight to Atticus and how he was saved by Zane...the cleaner. Atticus is thrown out of his families home at the age of seventeen. Living on the streets he starts losing all hope on life until one man takes him in. Can Atticus handle the pain to survive in his new environment? Guess you will have to read to find out. Author's Note: please enjoy the story...share...leaving comments...and please do not copy my crazy thoughts...all rights are legally mine. Cover by: PinSharp on Pixabay
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