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Meg! I love you! I want to marry you! That's weird, she said without stopping. Only six weeks ago, you were telling me all about how Lucy broke your heart. I was wrong. Lucy broke my brain.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips
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Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Age: 75
Born: 1948
Born: December 11
Novelist
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Cincinnati
Ohio
Without
Weeks
Heart
Broke
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