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Instead of blue skies and sunshine, there are grey clouds and endless rain that seeps into your bones, your soul.Cathy Cassidy
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She's not my type, ' Carter says.' So what is your type?'' Tall, skinny, black hair, blue eyes, freckly nose. Blue tinsel wig and snowflakes optional.'' Skinny?' I squeal.' Definitely. Pretending to be shy, sensible and stand-offish when really you're mad about me.'' You sure about that?'' No, but I'm hoping.Cathy Cassidy