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Marley, Barnabus, and Bilal have not only become central characters to my favorite fiction, but have also become a part of my life. I often just sit and think of what will become of them, knowing that a writer’s job isn’t to coddle their characters, but to test them beyond all limits. I have so many plans for them, yet this endless war with my damaged brain makes writing so difficult.

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