![]() Mercy on her right - hair in a shiny black bob, big vintage earrings in the shape of daisies, caution in her eyes. ![]() Lauren on her left - thick honey-blond hair and teeth so white they looked like a flashlight beam. They paused by the swing to take pictures and Alex chose one to send to her mom, the one where she looked happiest, the one where she looked all right. Mercy and Lauren wore strappy sandals, but Alex didn't have any and she stuck to her battered black boots. ![]() Alex felt like they were a tiny army, three sleepwalkers in dainty nightgowns. Alex even put on a dress, short and black, held up by cobweb straps, identical in all but color to Mercy's and Lauren's. She'd created a kind of makeshift canopy over her bed in blue tulle that made the whole place feel glamorous.īut Mercy and Lauren wanted to go out, so they went out. Mercy's side was already elaborately turned out in art prints and strips of poetry in Chinese characters collaged with fashion illustrations. ![]() ![]() She wanted to stay in that night, catch up on rest, finish hanging posters in her room. ![]()
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