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Forever Strong
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement janv. 13, 2017
Fatto da : Adam Abel Ryan Little Steven A. Lee Brian  scritto Da David Pliler 
Prodotto nel 2008 in USA  
Genere: Drammatico sportivo 


Questo libro parla di un ragazzo degli Stati Uniti giocatore di rugby nel Flagstaff rugby che a causa di un incidente d'auto essendo sbronzo. Non essendo ancora maggiorenne, Rick Penning dopo il processo viene portato al nel riformatorio di Salt Lake City. 

In Questo impara a smettere di fare uso di droghe e a bere con cautela.

Il direttore un giorno lo mando a giocare nella squadra di Highland rugby la sua rivale.
Grazie ad i suoi compagni di squadra ed al coach Larry Gelwix, smette di fare cose brutte che gli rovinano la vita.
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