The Day You Died (Coming Soon)
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Last published Sat, Sep 13, 2014
Franchesca has a notebook. She carries it with her every single day. This intrigued Harry. "What is written in there?" he wondered. But Harry never got to know. He's not stupid enough to stick his nose in other people`s business.
Until one rainy afternoon, when he finds her soaking wet. There she was,standing under a tree. With a boquet of flowers in her right hand.
"Why are you crying?" he suddenly asked. She looks at him hesitantly, slowly opening her mouth...
telling him a story he will never forget...
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