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[9]KATIE WILKINSON sat in warm
bathwater in the weird but wonderful old-fashioned porcelain tub in
her New York apartment. The apartment exuded "old" and "worn" in
ways that practitioners of shabby chic couldn't begin to imagine.
Katie's Persian cat, Guinevere, looking like a favorite gray wool
sweater, was perched on the sink. Her black Labrador, Merlin, sat
in the doorway leading to the bedroom. They watched Katie as if
they were afraid for her.Excerpted from SUZANNE'S DIARY FOR NICHOLAS © Copyright
2001 by James Patterson. Reprinted with permission by Little, Brown
& Co., an imprint of Warner Books. All rights
reserved.
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