An Epitaph For The Living
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Última publicación lun, nov 19, 2018
Many questions about life and death arrive when Ashley attends a funeral for the first time. Her rational thinking never mixes well with the unknown. Despite her best efforts to avoid it, the questions double in size, and so does her confusion, when things aren't as they seem. And what she discovers, will completely change her life forever.
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