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Son of a bitch, Deanna thought as she pulled the strap of her dress over her shoulder.
The little black dress no longer fit. It was too tight in the hips, and Deanna could barely get the zipper past her waist, but she could still zip it up so she hung onto it, unwilling to go out and waste money buying a new one. Deanna loved that dress. She had found it brand new at a Goodwill when she was fourteen; the tag was still on it and everything. Even now, six years and three sizes later, she couldn’t bring herself to throw it away.
Series
- Part 3 of Hell is for Children
