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People die, Rachel, Ceri said, her cheeks flushing. Not if I can help it, I snapped. And not of a broken heart. If you could, I'd be dead already.

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Kim Harrison
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: January 1
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Midwest
Wyoming
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