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How am I doing so far? she asked, forcing a cheerful lightness into her voice. You're doing very well, Nick's lazy voice mocked. I'm half convinced that I'm invisible.

Judith McNaught

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Judith McNaught
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: May 10
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San Luis Obispo
California
Asked
Mocked
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Lightness
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Nick
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Cheerful
Lazy
Invisible
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