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“Forget it,” I said “He can’t hurt us He’s nobody to us”

Claire, s over, and put her bare feet on the floor She’s a large black woist, she could do stand-up comedy

“I’ll give you away, Lindsay,” she said “But I want you back”

Cindy and I cracked up, and Yuki piped up, “I knoho can stand in for Marty, that jerk” She stepped into her pink satin dress, pulled it up over her tiny little bones, and zipped it herself She said, “Be right back”

Getting things done was Yuki’s specialty Don’t get in her hen she’s in gear Even if she’s in the wrong gear

“Yuki, wait,” I called as she rushed out the door I turned to Claire, saw that she was holding up what used to be called a foundation gar

“I don’ta dress that makes et into this?”

“I love anza She was probably the first bridesmaid in the world to express that sentiment, but Cindy was terminally lovesick She turned her pretty face toward et ready”

Two yards of crealed into the strapless Vera Wang confection, then stood withso much like our dad

“Grace Kelly never looked so good,” said Cat, her eyes welling up

“Dip your head, gorgeous,” said Cindy

She fastened her pearls around my neck