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My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy... or so scared.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
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