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“I’m being honest with you. . The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. God had never answered any of her prayers. I think I asked if I could eat lunch with her and Trisha Deere one day and she said there was no room at the table. She changed into a halter top and a pair of tight jeans herself, and let Lucy brush her long, glossy hair as they talked about mascara, schoolwork, and boys. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came back to his cheeks. Wood, sharply.
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