June: Jess' Story (Spearhead Lake Book 3)

by E.L. Stevens

But that’s the thing about a picture. You’re getting a one dimensional view of someone’s life. Just a glimpse of someone’s layered and nuanced existence. A picture tells the story of a fragment of a second. That’s all. Just an infinitesimal fraction of your life, representing such a small moment in time, it essentially amounts to nil in the scheme of things.