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I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.

Kim Harrison

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Kim Harrison
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: January 1
Author
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Midwest
Wyoming
Dawn Cook
Died
Coffins
White
Nail
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Demons
Kids
Fence
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