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| a83521d | "Al was standing a bare three feet away, his mood almost jovial as he took the paper and it vanished in a wash of black sparkles. "Thank you, Rachel," he said, carefully reaching for my hand as Trent stiffened. "Welcome back, my itchy witch." | big-al algaliarept the-hollows rachel-morgan | Kim Harrison |