When Elizabeth Whitley stormed out of her Gran's house on that cool December day she hadn't expected to step through the door and fall into 1945, let alone land directly into the arms of Charles Finley. Now Elizabeth needed to figure out three things: First, how she got here.Second, how she was going to get out of here.Third, what she was going to do in the meantime.
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