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His pacing stopped. The mattress sighed as he sat on the edge. seconds ticked by before he spoke so softly she could barely hear. Sometimes I want to leave this town so bad I can taste it.
Susan Elizabeth Phillips
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Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Age: 75
Born: 1948
Born: December 11
Novelist
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Cincinnati
Ohio
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