𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘴. 𝘍𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘎𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢. 𝘕𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘳, 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
The climactic tale in the David Rose series, 𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘥 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦 & 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘸𝘦, will be out later this year. A labor of love inspired by the bond between my own David and Rachel, and a promise to them to tell the tale, I am humbled by the responses to the series, and by the support I have received. If you have not yet read the first two, and/or might want to share with anyone else, here is the means to do so.
David Rose - Evolved Publishing
As always,
gratefully yours,
Daryl
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