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2024-10-29 19:42:56Book three of the Feisty series, "How To Sing" is out! Follow along as we now explore the life of Corey Pierce, bass player of the band.
~Jude is about to go out for a couple months, or maybe longer to be a dad. Who could possibly fill his stylish shoes, match his voice and his talents?
The universe throws Corey quite a curveball in the form of a woman who has suffered the worst luck imaginable, and is desperate need of a break. But do they have more of a connection than just music?
Can the wild man of the band possibly be tamed?~
**Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy!!**
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