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Haven't you ever wished that you could steal back just a few hours of your past? she asked softly. That's all I want... just a little taste of what might have been.

Lisa Kleypas

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Lisa Kleypas
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 5
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Lisa Kleypas Ellis
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