Evelyn stood in the center of her room, surrounded by boxes. She had a pair of scissors in her hand, which she was using to open the boxes filled with her clothes, books, and childhood toys she'd been too lazy to get rid of
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"Lovely," Evelyn said, abandoning the box she'd been digging through to go to the one Katie had pointed at.
She picked it up, went to the bed and dumped it out.
"Let's see here," she said, beginning to sort the clothes into untidy piles. "Keep, keep keep, doesn't fit, don't know why I bought it in the first place, keep...Why do I own so many ugly shirts?" she asked Katie, holding up a flowered shirt with ratty lace on the sleeves.
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She stood up next to Evie. "Anything I can help you with?"
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She picked it up, went to the bed and dumped it out.
"Let's see here," she said, beginning to sort the clothes into untidy piles. "Keep, keep keep, doesn't fit, don't know why I bought it in the first place, keep...Why do I own so many ugly shirts?" she asked Katie, holding up a flowered shirt with ratty lace on the sleeves.
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