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Bad divorce? Hardy asked, his gaze falling to my hands. I realized I was clutching my purse in a death grip. “No, the divorce was great,” I said. “It was the marriage that sucked.

Lisa Kleypas

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Lisa Kleypas
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 5
Author
Novelist
Writer
Temple
Texas
Lisa Kleypas Ellis
Death
Grip
Hands
Gaze
Great
Divorce
Falling
Clutching
Realized
Purse
Asked
Sucked
Marriage
Hardy
Fall
Purses

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