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So this had been all I wanted, a boy who understood how I felt. Now, though, I sometimes wished for more.

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Sarah Dessen
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: June 6
Novelist
Writer
Evanston
Illinois
Though
Felt
Wanted
Sometimes
Wished
Understood
Boys

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