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That's a depressing and practical thought, Sam said. I'd rather it was something magical.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
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Harrisonburg
Virginia
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I felt a tickle on my skin it took me a moment to realize that Cole was driving his die-cast Mustang up my arm. He was laughing to himself, hushed and infectious, as if there was still any reason to be quite.
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His heart hurt with the wanting of it, the hurt no less painful for being difficult to explain.
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...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us.
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As I handed her the bag, the old scars on my wrist throbbed with buried memories.
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He strode over to the ruined church. This, Blue had discovered, was how Gansey got places - striding. Walking was for ordinary people.
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