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GAIL WOULD NEVER FORGET the moment she first saw Howard. Something about him insisted itself on her consciousness in a way she’d never known. Without needing so much as an introduction she sensed he would become a pivotal force in her life. No one had ever had that effect on her before. And she knew no one would ever have it again. The first few weeks at Westbourne University had been a nerve-wracking experience. She’d never been good at making new friends, and loathed studying. Now, in a single glance, she felt she’d been thrown a lifebelt.
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