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That's not precisely what I had in mind. Jamie, I had found out by accident a few days previously, had never mastered the art of winking one eye. Instead, he blinked solemnly, like a large red owl.
Diana Gabaldon
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Diana Gabaldon
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 11
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