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(New page: * '''Author''': Mary Kay Simmons * '''Publisher''': Dell * '''Year''': 1974 Francesca had come back to her childhood home to track down at last the source of the nightmares that ...) |
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* '''Year''': 1974 | * '''Year''': 1974 | ||
Francesca had come back to her childhood home to track down at last the source of the nightmares that haunted her young life. She came back to the beautiful farm she loved and to the handsome man who said he still loved her. She came back to a place where no one seemed to want to tell her the truth about her past, and where death stalked her steps as she backtracked a twisting path of danger to a secret buried deep beneath the surface of her memory—a secret she was desperately afraid to remember. | Francesca had come back to her childhood home to track down at last the source of the nightmares that haunted her young life. She came back to the beautiful farm she loved and to the handsome man who said he still loved her. She came back to a place where no one seemed to want to tell her the truth about her past, and where death stalked her steps as she backtracked a twisting path of danger to a secret buried deep beneath the surface of her memory—a secret she was desperately afraid to remember. |
Revision as of 00:34, 22 September 2007
- Author: Mary Kay Simmons
- Publisher: Dell
- Year: 1974
Francesca had come back to her childhood home to track down at last the source of the nightmares that haunted her young life. She came back to the beautiful farm she loved and to the handsome man who said he still loved her. She came back to a place where no one seemed to want to tell her the truth about her past, and where death stalked her steps as she backtracked a twisting path of danger to a secret buried deep beneath the surface of her memory—a secret she was desperately afraid to remember.