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“You've never told me about your love life, Scarlett. You're a very pretty girl. You must have a boy shacked up somewhere for your personal delights. I'd bet it's a booky one, overtones of Harry Potter and a lot of black T-shirts.”

Quote by Maureen Johnson

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Maureen Johnson
Maureen Johnson

Maureen Johnson is an American author born on February 16, 1973. She is known for her works in young adult literature and mystery novels, which have gained her a wide readership. more

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