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Chapter Four

Efia

I walk onto the set with et a chance to give back withmy services to a foundation that deals with breast cancer They gather survivors and arrange a day of glamor and photos to celebrate their triumph over the disease, and help them rediscover their beauty Today, the shoot has evenfor oing through

“Hey, Efia, thank you for coivesThe slender brunette can’t be more than forty-five A cancer survivor herself, she started Pink Love as a way to encourage and renew those who fought the same battle

“It’s e and inspiration from the beautiful women we encounter here”

Jane squeezes my hand “We couldn’t do it without volunteers like you”

“Will Karen be doing the photos today?” I ask

“She will be She actually ran to pick up so up”

“Excellent I’ll just go to o” I quickly find hts, and a table for iven photos ahead of time to plan outas well It’s a full-fledged pas are set up, I walk over to the table and help Jane set out the e juice, and waters

“I brought the java juice,” Karen says, co in with two cartons from the donut shop “Hey, Efia”

“Hey, Karen, it’s good to see you again”

We chit chat as we prepare a spread for the ladies Soon they’re arriving and we greet them with applause, introductions, and attention I’m on my fifth person of the day and as usual, I can hardly believe how fast tiht-year-old fighter Dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, and a pink tank top that shows off her a chest piece of butterflies, I can feel her vibrant energy The crown of flowers she’s had permanently inked on her bald head is a beautiful piece of art I can’t help but admire

“So you’re the wo to make me pretty”

I laugh “No, I’ to enhance what’s already there”

“Well, do your best work I’m a blank canvas,” she says