Dreaming of the Bigger Picture.

Dreaming of the Bigger Picture.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Dec 28, 2014
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When Francis Rose is left with a degree in fine art and photography and a blank mind on what she wants to do with her life, she faces a decision on whether to embark on a life changing adventure to the big apple, or to continue her life in her home town of Belfast. The odds are against her when the only person that seems to encourage her love for adventure is her only best friend and next door neighbor Lois. Francis faces the tough decision of choosing to please her family and boyfriend or to make herself happy.
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