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She sat around a table, sipping on stale coffee, nibbling on whole bran muffins made with applesauce instead of oil. Children Velvet Verbositysquealed somewhere in the distance, but she hardly noticed; she was out, with adults, and she wore the smile that she forgot she had tucked in the back of her jewelery box.

She drew a deep breath, exhaled, and grinned. She finally could relax and just be with these new people in her life. Maybe the sunshine, or her determination, was calming her. Maybe it was just that, this time, she had the sense to wear a fucking cardigan.

The girls are put away.
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