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As he heard me approach, he quickly leaped up, grabbing a nearby loaf of bread and holding it in front of him as if struck by a sudden desire to make a sandwich.

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Sarah Dessen
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: June 6
Novelist
Writer
Evanston
Illinois
Make
Holding
Leaped
Quickly
Loaf
Bread
Nearby
Fronts
Grabbing
Front
Sandwich
Approach
Sandwiches
Heard
Struck
Desire
Sudden

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