A satisfying ending

Lorna shuffles along, curved shoulders hunched slightly forward, bald spot at the back of her head. Every morning she combs and teases the brittle numbered follicles that remain, in a last ditch effort to hide the circle of shame atop her head. Still fastidiously neat, being old school, she swipes lipstick across her thinning lips …

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They walked home from the party, arms linked. The next morning, the tiny flat they shared would reek of that funky "the day after smell" of cigarette smoke. Both were slightly drunk and terribly happy, as neither one needed to go in to work the next day. Jules' evening shift at the restaurant had been …

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