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She dressed quickly, pulling on white jeans and a red tee shirt. I shouldn't care to express an opinion. “Tiffany’s?” He looked at her comically. I’ve never had these crying fits before. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. She wanted to be on with the show. Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy had insisted that she have for herself separate from the family one.
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