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Preview Paragraph: Hunting for Spring

“Fine. We can save your puppy, but if I catch you singing to the woodland critters, I’m out.” At that, she cracked a grin. Not one of those casual tossed aside ones but a smile that lit her eyes with mischief and illuminated her whole face.

Conor made his way to the door, pausing before he stepped out onto the street. “You never told me your name.”

“And you never asked.” She outpaced him, hopping down the first couple steps. “You can call me Brenna.”

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I split my time writing and working my day job as a massage therapist. If it’s a creative pursuit though, chances are I’ve dabbled in it. Hell, I’ve played around with soapmaking, beer brewing, cupcake baking, tea blending and everything else under the midday sun. At the end of the day, my constant is always reading, writing and editing. I’m an Aries-Taurus cusp–which to any astrology buffs should tell you plenty. I hit the East Coast convention circuit pretty hard and chances are, you can find me vending for Solstice Brews while simultaneously promoting my books.

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