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"I sure hope the weather holds," I commented, to no one in particular, even though my wife, Erin, was the only other person in the car. "The weatherman said it was supposed to storm around six this evening." "Yeah, well, he could be wrong." Erin voiced her mistrust of weathermen in general. "It's so overcast. If we get stuck in this storm, we'll be really screwed. I think we're about there. "

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It was Saturday morning and Trish's turn to canvass the neighborhood for her real estate firm, looking for listings. In the current brisk housing market, a broker had to be aggressive, and Trish knew the name of that game. An eye-popping redhead with green eyes and a knockout figure, she did all right, especially with male clients. Many tried to put the make on her, and she didn't mind that.

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