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She noticed an odd new gleam in Michelle’s eyes, a focus she had not noticed before. Her pat answer to all inquiries was, “I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her bare knees. She could have kissed Cathy. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared. Her hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural color. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. It was you! It was exactly you, but it was probably the photo they thought it was your mother! I dug it up after combing the Reader’s Guide To Periodical Literature for like, six hours straight. “But perhaps I want to confess them. I have come thirteen thousand miles for this young fellow; I'm ready to go galloping thirteen thousand more. But don't thank me; thank Miss Enschede.
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