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You okay? he asked me. I nodded, unable to say anything that would really cover how I felt. Then get out of the way. Huh? Your legs. Please
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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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the United States of America
Julie Fortune
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