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Paper Moon
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Paper Moon
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Current price: $9.99


By None
Paper Moon
Current price: $9.99
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Size: Kobo eBook
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Following a numbing ten years in a home in which grief has overstayed its welcome, seventeen year old Rowan is attempting to find a sense of normalcy and peace with the death of her mother. Despite continuously facing the hardships of being compared to a person she feels is a stranger, Rowan takes the difficult step of adding her mother's maiden name to her own to honor her, and lay to rest the shadows that linger in the corners of her bedroom.
A rude awakening shocks Rowan to the core when she finds herself haunted by something dangerous - herself .
A monster wearing her reflection begins to hunt her, hovering just outside her periphery as Rowan attempts to grapple with the fear of her world beginning to change, and the unprocessed grief that pounds against a locked door within her.
Following a numbing ten years in a home in which grief has overstayed its welcome, seventeen year old Rowan is attempting to find a sense of normalcy and peace with the death of her mother. Despite continuously facing the hardships of being compared to a person she feels is a stranger, Rowan takes the difficult step of adding her mother's maiden name to her own to honor her, and lay to rest the shadows that linger in the corners of her bedroom.
A rude awakening shocks Rowan to the core when she finds herself haunted by something dangerous - herself .
A monster wearing her reflection begins to hunt her, hovering just outside her periphery as Rowan attempts to grapple with the fear of her world beginning to change, and the unprocessed grief that pounds against a locked door within her.

















