You go girl. Chin up. Face the mirror, your womanhood, your worth. Run like a girl. Ties that bind you now are of your own making. Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest one of all? The wicked witch is dead. No more poison apples. Live out loud. Unleash your words on the screen. Make them scream for all the times you kept quiet.
Imogene, a country-bred girl, longs to make a life for herself in New York City. She joins forces with her former college roommate to start a movie production company in the big city.
Major League ballplayer Justin Moore is kidnapped from his own ballpark and transported to a foreign land. It might take high-level international negotiations to free him. Or maybe he will take matters into his own hands.
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beats being quiet anytime,grat poem Anne.
you spoke for many
women everywhere!!
Faye