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“Fifteen love,' Chris said in a strong, clear voice as he set up for his next serve, and Elizabeth sensed that in addition to announcing the score, he was sending her a special message. A message about love...”

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Murder in Paradise

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Francine Pascal
Francine Pascal

French author born on May 13, 1938. Known for her young adult literature, particularly the 'Romeo and Juliet' series and the 'Angels' series, which have won the hearts of many readers. more

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