Simone wore fairy wings. Butterflies haloed her, flitting in and out of sight at the boundary of the v-effect. And her hair was an ash-blond bob that seamlessly flowed into a sparkling shower of jeweled rain that vanished as it hit the sun-parched pavement.
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Syblings: Episode 16
“Can I have some?”
“You said you weren’t going to use,” Saloni’s voice is wheezy.