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Different people were good at different things, Lena mused. Lena was good at writing thank-you notes, for instance, and Effie was good at being happy.

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Different
Effie
Writing
Mused
Good
Lena
Things
Sister
People
Thank
Instance
Notes
Happy

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