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March 26, 2013
Through her puffy red eyes she watches her daughter retrieve the bottle of bleach from the laundry room closet.

Oh, Mandy. The one whose closet blends with her raven hair and contrasts with her blinding skin. When did it all go wrong for you?

She glances at the wedding picture on the mantle- the five of them in a family portrait. It was the first time Mandy's eyes resembled those of a raccoon.

Her eyes trace the outline of the man who is holding her.

How quickly he entered her life is just as surprising as how quicky he exited.