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It took a good while to settle down, but Sarah finally decided that what she really needed was some good, old-fashioned mindless activity to occupy herself with. She’d cleaned the kitchen, and it was time to pick another room; the bedroom, obviously. She was tired of looking at that mess, and whatever else happened, she never again wanted to see the faint look of distaste that Fletcher hadn’t quite managed to hide as he looked into the outward symptoms of her inner life.
She went back inside and set grimly to work. It wasn’t all that hard, really, as there weren’t many actual decisions to be made. Damn, what a disaster. It was intimidating as hell, but she didn’t let that put her off. Taking a deep breath, she opened her closet doors.
The first thing she noticed was the color; or la
