as I undressed, but I couldn't smell anything but the brine and seaweed scent of theocean. I wondered what Alice had meant about me smelling bad.
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銆��While Thursday's casserole rotated in the microwave, I made up the couch with sheets and an old pillow.
銆��Alice wouldn't need it,cheap coach bags, but Charlie would need to see it. I was careful not to watch the clock. There wasno reason to start myself panicking; Alice had promised.
銆��I hurried through my dinner, not tasting it鈥攋ust feeling the ache as it slid down my raw throat. Mostly Iwas thirsty; I must have drunk a half gallon of water by the time I was finished. All the salt in my systemhad dehydrated me.
銆��I went to go try to watch TV while I waited.
銆��Alice was already there, sitting on her improvised bed. Her eyes were a liquid butterscotch.
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