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Why were you even there? Kami asked. Were you following me home? Are you asking me if I was stalking you? Maybe, said Kami. Were you? Yeah, said Jared. Little bit.

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Sarah Rees Brennan
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: September 21
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