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Brie turned from Evan’s with an almost maternal delicacy, fingers cupping her like a delicate ornament. But Charity could feel the smug satisfaction in the way Brie’s thumb pressed just…

  The moment they were ushered into the styling suite, Charity felt the scale of her world swell again, everything glinted, echoed, towered. Gleaming tile stretched out like a glacial…

The glass doors sighed open with a gentle hiss, releasing a burst of cool, citrus-laced air into the afternoon sunlight. Charity flinched instinctively at the change in temperature, more out…

The clinic smelled like citrus disinfectant and vinyl. A hollow kind of clean. The kind that didn’t comfort but warned you instead. Evan bounced ahead, her hoodie sleeves pushed up…

    Mark had came back and the drive short before the car came to a stop again in a large parking lot.   The store was called LittleMart, a…