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There is a little narrowing to his eyes at the end of it that makes me understand that this is a test. Whether or not I'm brave enough to go into the stall with Corr after yesterday morning, after I've had time to think about what happened. The thought of it makes my pulse trip. The question is not if I trust Corr. The question is if I trust Sean.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
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Harrisonburg
Virginia
Thinking
Makes
Trust
Stall
Ends
Question
Sean
Thought
Eyes
Pulse
Littles
Happened
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Morning
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Enough
Whether
Yesterday
Time
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Corr
Think
Understand
Brave
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