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Can you come over to Amberwood? I need you to help me break curfew and escape my dorm.” There were a few moments of silence. “Sage, I’ve been waiting two months to hear you say those words. You want me to bring a ladder?

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
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