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Dare to Dream

Dare to Dream

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Gina Pittman's life revolved around her work and her two children, Brandon and Melissa. Her life was settled and routine, but she was comfortable and accepting of that, until the day that a handsome man, five years younger than her, walked into the restaurant. Dylan Lambert was everything she ever wanted, but could she let go of the past and dare to dream once again.
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