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		<description>The original writings of author Mahalia</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three - Part Three</title>
			<description>ChapterThree - Part ThreeKristen&amp;rsquo;s face was at its ugliest. Icould have sworn I could see the veins popping out of her perfect skin. It wasterrifying.&amp;ldquo;I always knew you&amp;rsquo;d turn out wrong,you sick little girl,&amp;rdquo; she said.I had prepared myself for thisonslau..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three - Part Two</title>
			<description>ChapterThree - Part Two&amp;nbsp;It was Kristen, my cousin and the girlwho&amp;rsquo;d bullied me throughout my childhood. I rubbed my eyes but when I openedthem again she was still there. I sighed.&amp;ldquo;Hi, Kristen &quot; what brings you here?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Can I come in please, Evelyn?&amp;rd..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three - Part One</title>
			<description>ChapterThree - Part OneI woke up the next morning with mixedfeelings. I was worried about Robbie, and I was happy to be there for Andrea. Iwas fairly sure that Robbie would be okay, he was a strong person. Nevertheless,I was concerned for my friend.Andrea was still sleeping, her head..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two - Part Four</title>
			<description>ChapterTwo - Part Four&amp;nbsp;We were lying on my bed. Andrea wassnuggled into me. It felt so good to be holding her. I felt guilty that a partof me was happy she was there.&amp;ldquo;I was nineteen when I came out to myfamily. I had a girlfriend, and Robbie insisted that I tell my par..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two - Part Three</title>
			<description>ChapterTwo - Part Three&amp;nbsp;There was silence, interrupted only bythe chatter of the nearby couples sitting at the tables. I felt like Ishouldn&amp;rsquo;t be here. I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be witnessing this; it was too personal, toointimate.&amp;ldquo;I was the one who caused your fianc&amp;eacu..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two - Part Two</title>
			<description>ChapterTwo - Part Two&amp;nbsp;Both Andrea and I stared at him. I wasintrigued by what he&amp;rsquo;d said. What was it? It wasn&amp;rsquo;t like Robbie to keepsecrets. In fact, he was the most open person I knew. It had to be somethingserious, I was sure of it.&amp;ldquo;There&amp;rsquo;s no easy w..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two - Part One</title>
			<description>ChapterTwo - Part OneRobbie came straight over to us. Hewas smiling and I could tell he was satisfied that he had tricked me somehow. Ialmost scowled in return.&amp;ldquo;Hello Evelyn, I see you&amp;rsquo;ve met mylittle sister. I thought I&amp;rsquo;d find you two here. It&amp;rsquo;s the first pla..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One - Part Three</title>
			<description>ChapterOne &amp;#2013266048;&quot; Part ThreeI didn&amp;rsquo;t know how to respond. Should Isay that I liked long walks on the beach? How clich&amp;eacute; &amp;#2013266048;&quot; too clich&amp;eacute; I decided. SoI listed the things I liked most in my mind.&amp;ldquo;I love vanilla ice-cream, interestinggraffiti, ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One - Part Two</title>
			<description>Chapter One -&amp;nbsp;PartTwoIpicked up my phone and punched in the numbers. It had been two days since I'dseen Andrea, hopefully enough to show I wasn't desperate but not enough toimply I wasn't interested. That's what Robbie had said anyway.&quot;Hello?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One - Part One</title>
			<description>Chapter One - Part OneI'dnever felt this way before. It was almost as if I was riding a roller coaster.Going up, going down, all the twists and turns making my head ache. Itshouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have done what I did. There's no easy wayto say it, and it's not something tha..</description>
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			<title>Anything For Andrea</title>
			<description>A book about love, discrimination and making the right choices.</description>
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