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He glanced over at me, a smile twisting his lips. Hey, no advice, Ghost Girl. Guardians should be seen and not heard. I flipped him off for the Ghost Girl comment but he didn't notice because Lissa was talking to him again.
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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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