Ginger

She humiliated her mother. It wasn’t her fault. It was mine. The look on her face when she looked back at us, walking with that obnoxious woman! I didn’t blame her. Her mom was a bitch, and she was getting back. But I couldn’t forget the way the woman shrank and then just went away. Like she was the child and her twelve-year-old daughter had all the power.

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