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What are you thinking? he asked curiously. I looked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth. I'm trying to figure out what you are.

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Stephenie Meyer
Age: 50
Born: 1973
Born: December 24
Actor
Businessperson
Film Producer
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Writer
Hartford
Connecticut
Stephenie Morgan Meyer
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