May 1974

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Meg sits crosslegged in the middle of her sister's bed, surrounded by an impressive collection of brushes and combs and clips and pins and make-up and jewelry and various odds and ends.

Kim is going to a dance and Meg is helping her get ready, having been charged with both handing her things and providing opinions

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Kim's dithering back and forth in front of the mirror, holding up first a lavender dress and then a blue one.

She darts a bright smile at her little sister.

"Which one do you think?"

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"Blue," Meg says, very solemnly.

(This is probably not a surprise. Blue is Meg's favorite color.)

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"Really?"

Kim drops the purple dress in an untidy pile on the end of the bed and stares at the blue one in the mirror.

"This one? You're sure?"

It's floatier than the other one, but that might not be a bad thing, for dancing...

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Meg shrugs.

"Maybe?

"They're both really pretty."

She leans forward to straighten out the purple one.