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The bathroom mirror was still fogged when I reached into the vanity drawer for my bracelet.
My hand found Q-tips. A half-empty tube of hand cream with the cap not properly closed. A hair tie. The small ceramic dish where I kept a pair of stud earrings I wore on days when I wanted to look put-together without any effort. The bracelet was not there.
I continue reading …
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