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The photograph was still on her wall. She couldn’t take it down. Right next to the college schedules and random certificates and pictures of her friends, it perched on the wall as a window into her past. The caption read, in Charlotte’s careful handwriting, ‘E + C 2/14’, with little hearts around the letters. It was from Valentine’s Day the year before; Eve’s hair was plaited neatly in two matching Dutch braids trailing behind her ears. Similar, but not quite the same as the braids she wore now. In the photo she was looking down at her coll...
The flower disease had come for her already, and she knew it.It felt like a choice in a way, to become sick. To not keep herself at a distance, out of sight and out of mind. Well, chosen or not, Eve was almost certainly going to die. It had all started at the coffee shop. Eve was paid $7.25 per hour to sit at a stool and misspell people’s names on their orders for the sheer entertainment value. The apron wasn’t exactly flattering on her, a grayish brown vest thing with a single black name pin, but she needed the money. Then the girl ...
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