Lydia's Living Doll
us announced we were g
" he said, as if my time at Serenit
t a dress
evening gown of dar
, in a severe, o
eferred st
one who died, the one I resembled
n after my parents died, di
it felt like a costume, an
arcus," I said,
arguing. I'd learne
with polite conversation and th
side, his hand a heavy wei
n across the room, a debuta
breath warm against my ear, "you too could b
od ran
ff, probably to one of his business associates
ht was su
et away, even
said, forcing a small s
wing me as I slipped away
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