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walked beside her. One had pigtails. One had light-up sneakers. Lily was laughing.
Actually laughing.
She climbed into the car and tossed her backpack down.
“Mia said my hair looks like a baby hedgehog,” she announced.
I froze.
“Was that okay?”
Lily grinned.
“She meant it nice.”
I exhaled for the first time in hours.
“Then baby hedgehog it is.”
That night, after continue reading …
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