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  <author>
   <name>waaagl100</name>
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  <published>2011-04-17T14:47:57-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-04-17T14:47:57-08:00</updated>
  <title>Blink</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/725499/waaagl100'&gt;waaagl100&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 7,076, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;ONESHOT - Who knew that with one blink of his eye his life would have changed. Hockey was different. His family was different. It was hard to believe that he could be affected by something like this. And then he blinked.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>waaagl100</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/725499/</uri>
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  <published>2011-03-19T19:08:10-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-03-19T19:08:10-08:00</updated>
  <title>Ten Steps</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/725499/waaagl100'&gt;waaagl100&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,985, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;“You really love him, don’t you?” One step. No turning around. Not even completing her routine. As soon as the words came out of Anne’s mouth, she knew. A simple psychological question. Not a single name was mentioned. But someone came to Greta’s mind.'</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>waaagl100</name>
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  <published>2010-11-14T16:52:38-08:00</published>
  <updated>2010-11-14T16:52:38-08:00</updated>
  <title>Third Time is a Charm</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/725499/waaagl100'&gt;waaagl100&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,761, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;“I understand that hockey is important to you, but sometimes it’s just too much. Why can’t you just see that we were never meant to be?” A college hockey player loses what could be the most important thing in his life, can he get it back?</summary>
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