I stared at him. I had let him put my hair in a pile of loose curls on top of my head, so that my neck looked white and bare. I thought you wanted me cruel. There are moments when I forget that these aren't my memories and I long for what the three of you had.
“I thinkwe’ve seen the last of Mom. She no longer looked asthough darkness was on its way. She's this cute little blond thing, and she's gorgeous like a life size Barbie doll, with smaller breasts, but hey a man doesn't need more than a mouthful, right? You're over-sharing, I said. As a wereanimal she had no scent, because she wasn't here.
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