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Clarke Bennett ran her fingers through her hair, twirling her Shirley Teer At only seven years old she was already beautiful with long lashes, perfect blonde curls and bright blue eyes She'd heard people tell her she was going to grow up to look like an old world movie star like Marilyn Monroe or Bette Davis But for soet et a big head

Clarke skipped around the house while her mother unpacked They had just y old apart job She'd been a lawyer for years, but now she got a break at a big trial fir all the space at the new place, but herher dirty looks At any point Clarke expected her to yell andwith her hair If there was anything herit was tom foolery

Clarke skipped her way into thein boxes everywhere other than the few clothes that were laid out on the bed She smelled of the perfumes and shampoos in the box next to her ers across the soft materials of her mother's dresses Her s, but she was pretty much never allowed to touch them

Clarke sat down on the floor in front of one of the boxes and began unpacking it, hoping that itout The box was htstand Clarke carefully put everything ahere she knew her mother had kept the to be so surprised and pleased when she saw Clarke had put away all her things

Then, at the bottoold picture frame with an old photo in it She had to blow off the dust toin front of a large ferris wheel, like at a carnival As Clarke squinted, she realized the woer version of her mother The woman had a smile on her face like Clarke had never seen, and her hair was down to her shoulder instead of in the short boyish cut she kept it in now