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		<aboutMe>I wrote a novel. It&apos;s a love story, actually. After a dozen edits and rewrites, it still makes me reach for a tissue.

When I&apos;m not writing, I&apos;m with my husband of more than twenty years, or enjoying the company of any of my four grown children, or better yet, playing with my grand children. And when I am writing, my Silky Terrier is usually snuggled up next to me. Life is good.</aboutMe>
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