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That's it? That's your big goodbye? Eve asked. Claire looked at Eve mystified. I think I need guy CliffNotes. Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffNotes. What were you waiting for, flowery poetry? Shane snorted. I hugged. I'm done.

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Julie Fortune
Roxanne Longstreet Conrad
Roxanne Longstreet
Roxanne Conrad
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Goodbye
Bigs
Guys
Need
Looked
Mystified
Done
Aren
Flowery
Enough
Asked
Snorted
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Poetry
Hugged
Think
Deep
Shane
Thinking
Waiting
Claire

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Sure,” she said, and hugged the laptop bag closer. “What could go wrong?” Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror. Besides everything, I mean,” she said.
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Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.
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You're dead, I repeated. So why are you in my dream? He raised the bill of his olive drab ball cap with one finger. Good question. Morbid, isn't it? What? Dreaming about dead peolpe. Creepy. You ever see a therapist about that? I'm not - Even in dreams, I couldn't win an argument. Even when he was dead.
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Yeah, she was hot, all right, but I think she had the hots for you - kept saying how she saw you over at the Waterhouse last year and you were all, like, wow, amazing. It was like a menage a trois, only you weren't there, thank God.
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Take her home. And- Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times, Myrnin said, much too sharply. I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.
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I'm fine with Nature's way, as long as Nature keeps it out of *my* way.
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When she set Shane’s glass of Coke down in front of him, she did it with probably a little too much emphasis he glanced up at her with a question-mark expression.[...] ‘‘What?’’ Shane asked her, and took a drink. ‘‘Did I forget to say thanks? Because, thanks. Best Coke ever. Did you make it yourself? Special recipe?
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