Catching Carter Winters
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MatureOngoing2h 45m
Last published Mon, Oct 12, 2015
What if someone was lost and had no intention of being found? Well in my case, I find that impossible. About two months ago my older brother went missing. All he left behind was a sorry note and a letter addressed to me. You see, in my letter he gave me a clue.
A single clue that will lead me to many places and to many more letters. Every mile I drive, every person I talk to, and every letter I find, will be worth it in the end, because I don't believe that someone wants to be lost, I believe that everyone wants to be found.
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