“Is this true, Annabel? Is he dead?” She nodded. 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. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. . In a convent, you understand, one is like a servant, even if one is a lady.
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