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It Started With A Postcard

Living in the shadows was easy. Living in the shadow of my sister, well that was another story altogether. Everyone has something they’re good at, that one thing that sets them apart from everyone else and gives them a sense of pride in themselves. For my sister, that was everything she did. Sophia Scott had always been amazing. The epitome of grace and beauty, outgoing, social, athletic—the whole package in one petite, blonde bombshell.

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Taking Chances

I’d like to say I called my best friend and discussed the postcard until we both fell asleep on the phone, but I didn’t. Primarily, because I didn’t have a best friend. I didn’t have friends, period.

 
 
 
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