A valiant young lass, Maggie is brilliant company at almost any dinner table. Just be careful not to serve fish or any aquatic appetizers lest her lip fangs will emerge and ravage you where you sit or stand. Long ago she was a harp virtuoso and possessed immense powers of the mind. However, both talents have since diminished. Many learned scholars cite the start of the decline at the exact moment she had a giant mole removed from her chest. Some go as far as to suggest that the mole was the source of her phenomenal abilities. Her current psychological state lies somewhere between the vast plains of the midwest and the badlands of South Dakota. When not writing furiously she reads George and Martha stories which occasionally remind her of Mateo. She thinks him acceptable.
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