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“That might work," I said. "I'm good at faking it." This led to a couple moments of uncomfortable silence from both of us. "You didn't mean... ?" Morelli asked. "No. Of course not." "Never?" "Maybe once." His eyes narrowed. "Once?" "It's all that comes to mind. It was the time we were late for your Uncle Spud's birthday party." "I remember that. That was great. You're telling me you faked it?" "We were late! I couldn't concentrate. It seemed like the best way to go.”

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Janet Evanovich
Janet Evanovich

Janet Evanovich, born on April 22, 1943, is an American renowned author. Her works are known for their humor, suspense, and crime elements, and are highly favored by readers. more

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