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That would be great! Why don't I call him and suggest that you bothcome over here? I could barbecue again. Eleanor discovered that what she'd been wanting al fal had been a game of tennis. Go inside and check on Kyra. On another I wastrying to cope with the strange thing that had just happened, and theequally strange thing I thought I was hearing--th
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