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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I could feel her staring at me as I ate my dinner slowly. Shifting in my chair, I glanced up to meet her eyes, only to quickly look back at my meatloaf. &amp;ldquo;Jaynie, I think we need to talk.&amp;rdquo; Dinner was never easy wit..</description>
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			<title>See You Soon</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Nice to see you again, Sarah.&amp;rdquo; I looked up startled at the cashier scanning the yogurt. His velvet voice couldn&amp;rsquo;t possibly be talking to me, but he did say my name. Confused, I searched his face for any look of fam..</description>
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			<title>Elizabeth's Story</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Elizabeth&amp;rsquo;s Story&amp;nbsp;Jonathon and Amelia both came from very wealthy families, and their marriage was said to be a smart one. Jonathon&amp;rsquo;s family had been prominent from the early beginnings of America, accumulating their wealth from the cotton industry. Though no one was cer..</description>
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			<title>In A World Of Sunshine</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I sit down in a world of sunshine.Immersed in laughter,&amp;nbsp;I drown in pain.&amp;nbsp;Gasping,&amp;nbsp;I desperately try to break to the surface.&amp;nbsp;The sunshine that touches my skin is an illusion.&amp;nbsp;Grasping,it lingers&amp;nbsp;just out of my grasp.&amp;nbsp;I try to hold my breat..</description>
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