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All I was trying to do when they caught me was bury my mother in an unmarked grave.

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All I was trying to do when they caught me was bury my mother in an unmarked grave.

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About S. L. Viehl

Sheila Kelly (born 1961) is an American writer. She mostly writes novels in a variety of genres and under several pseudonyms. Among them are science fiction (as S. L. Viehl), romantic fiction (as Lynn Viehl, Gena Hale, Rebecal Hall), and Christian fiction (as Rebecca Kelly).
She enjoys quilting, reading, cooking, painting, and knitting.