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  <author>
   <name>KnittingKneedle</name>
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  <published>2008-08-07T09:59:01-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-08-07T09:59:01-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Bone House</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-05-26:story.2522537</id>
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  <category term="Romance"/>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/593458/KnittingKneedle'&gt;KnittingKneedle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 5, Words: 14,225, Reviews: 54 
Updated: 8-7-08, Published: 5-26-08&lt;br&gt;Status: In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;The cliff my house sits on is slowly eroding into the sea, my mother is determined to go with it and there’s a beautiful, too young boy who thinks he can fix all my problems. But cliffs don’t grow back and the tide keeps coming.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>KnittingKneedle</name>
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  <published>2008-05-10T03:42:52-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-05-10T03:42:52-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Last Summer</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2007-12-27:story.2455332</id>
  <category term="Young Adult"/>
  <category term="English"/>
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  <category term="Supernatural"/>
  <category term="Romance"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/593458/KnittingKneedle'&gt;KnittingKneedle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young_Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Supernatural/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 18, Words: 56,707, Reviews: 154 
Updated: 5-10-08, Published: 12-27-07&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;“Oh it’s real alright,” muttered Jake bitterly. ”And it’ll get realer. Because this is what happens, Owen. Good things always die. Always. Life snuffs them out so we don’t get too complacent, just so we know who’s in charge.”</summary>
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