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Why was it always a blond?

“He brought a fuckin’ date?” my sister snapped under her breath

“She looks familiar” Dermot narrowed his eyes

Michael’s gaze landed on us at the bar, and when ours met, his didn’t widen with surprise

He knew I’d be here

And he’d brought a date

Bailey’s hand slipped intoto hold back the tide of memories Of the last tiretted the blond the way he’d regretted it all back then Meht back into the past …

Massachusetts College of Art & Design,

Nine and a Half Years Ago

The sound of ha filled the workshop as me and my fellow metalsmiths worked on our projects for class The roo process (heat treath to make them workable), so despite the fall weather, I was in a suivena cold, so I’d thrownfor hours in a rooht one them

Thankfully Otherwise, I’d be like my classmate, Shauna, who had stripped down to the tank top underneath her sweater because she’d beenin her knit top and jeans She still was, I noted, seeing the shimmer of sweat above her top lip

The heat orth it to see ether My favoriteit to ht’s Dream It was part of my final project

As I hammered the silver frame of the necklace that Titania would wear, I was careful around the inserts where I’d place emstones As a poor student, I couldn’t afford emeralds Even the et, but I was happy with how the stones were turning out for the fairy queen’s jewelry

Our teacher, Rita, was pretty relaxed She wandered around the roo advice, critique, and praise, but ultimately, we could work in our own space at our own pace

So made the hair onme Slowly, I lifted my head and turned toward the doorway