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"Mom, can you pick me up?" She cracked into the phone, clutching it tighter to her face. "I don't know," she sobbed.

Many Months Later
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"No," Tara said defiantly, but looking at the little silver sliver she knew it was true. Her favorite bra was ruined. Looking up and sighing, she tried  nudging the little curvy devil back into it's blue cave.
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