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look at the family pictures on the wall,

and I am resolute. I will not delve too

deep into the darkness. If I do, I'll be

clawing my way out.

"HEY, JESS," I greet my hairdresser as

I rush into the salon a few minutes after

twelve noon. The bell above the door

climes, and the sign flaps back and forth