Inked Across My Heart
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Two souls. One diary. And endless cups of coffee.
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Liz Richardson's life is like clockwork. Andy Beckett's is the opposite. And then, all of a sudden, all of that is changed when they pick up a diary that was lost along someone else's journey through life. They start communicating through it, without having a clue about who it is that they're talking to. And somewhere along that road, maybe, just maybe, they start believing that life is more than what they thought it was.
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