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... my father into their only set of nice clothes, so if I were to sleep in or chew sluggishly on my food, she’d get mad at me. Thus, I cram my breakfast down my throat so fast I feel I might choke, and while she’s tidying up I retreat to the bedroom with Tuuli so that I can get changed.
Thanks to both Tuuli and my mother gradually making little additions to it here and there, my dress isn’t just fluttery because of the extra fabric that’s been pinned back. The two of them had used their sk ...
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