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She was alive, and they were dead. She had to try to make her life big. As big as she could. She promised Bailey she would keep playing.

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Alive
Bigs
Keep
Trying
Make
Bailey
Would
Promised
Life
Dead
Playing

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