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Oh, for heaven's sake, she thought with droll exasperation, this certainly explains a lot. It's no wonder I haven't been able to keep my hands off the blasted man since the day I met him. He's an artifact! A Celtic one at that!

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Cincinnati
Ohio
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Celtic
Heaven
Explains
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Mets
Sake
Droll
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Havens
Artifact
Thought
Haven
Blasted
Able
Certainly
Exasperation
Men
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