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It was Sunday. She was in love with Sunday. You got to dress up on Sunday.
Today she wore a bright red skirt, grenadine lips, and a black tie-front sweater. A little pearl around her throat. Shoes with bows on the toes on her feet.
It was raining outside.
After Church she and her two sisters had to run two blocks. A mad dash in the downpour. They laughed the whole way. And her feet got cold. And her hands. And she was carrying Raspberry Green tea. But she was happy. And her eyes were bright. And her tea was still warm.
She was in love with Sunday.
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-Bella
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