Torn Into Pieces
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When the cards are shuffled and then dealt to a random someone, 17 year old Ava Young gets dealt a bad hand. Its not full of Jokers, Kings, or Queens, just a plain simple hand of things that life brings. How will she play her cards to get by? will she throw the best she has out first? Or save it for last? Or don't play at all?
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