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That sounds terrific, thought Cary, just you, your comatose wife your shell-shocked son, and your daughter who hates your guts. Not to mention that your two kids may be in love with each other. Yeah, that sounds like a perfect family reunion.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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I'm not a man. I have no male pride for you to trick me with, and I am not interested in single combat. That is entirely a weakness of your sex, not mine. I am a woman. I will use any weapon and all weapons to get what I want.
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Magnus reached out to touch Alec, but Alec moved away. Magnus' hand fall to himself.
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