writing Ava Cole

Ava Cole was a dreamer.

Ava Cole loved laughter, daisies and starry nights.

Ava Cole could time travel.

all it took was a stormy night at her trusty typewriter for Ava to realise that she could travel back in time, and while writing a letter to her imaginary confidant, she is instantly transported, only to find that her imaginary friend is real..

but how can you maintain a relationship in a town unknown to the world outside and when the love of your life is from another century?
is Ava just a string of handwritten letters and lost time?

( I promise not to make this a cliche)