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Chapter XVIII

I glance one last time in the mirror. I don't look that bad. High and curled ponytail, dark jeans, a cute red and gold blouse, and some black platforms. Dressed to go party. I trot downstairs and find mom in her study.

"What you think?" I twirl for her. She smiles at me warmly.

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