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. Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square. It is a matter of degree. \" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. ‘Will you let be?’ Instead she grasped his hand tighter.
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