Try To Let Go

Try To Let Go

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Brett and Winona grew up together in the big city of Miami, Florida. Following the death of Winona's mother, their parents decided to move to a small town in Amsterdam, where they began to live a wonderful life, surrounded by beauty, and everything Winona ever wanted. But soon, her father's lung cancer caught up with him, and he too, died. Struck with grief, Winona spent months cooped up, with out sunshine, reading books, and writing stories. Until, finally, Brett pulled her out one night, to show her a life she could be living, a mysterious life he'd been hiding from her. But he could only let her in, if she'd just let go.
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