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Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You AreDressed in black linen pants and a white silk shirt with a polka-dotted white and teal scarf, a gift from Aunt Mat several months back, I swung into the main dining room, Adwin not far behind. I wasn’t surprised to find the other gals wearing shirts and pants as well, in different shades of gray and brown, but I did raise a curious brow at the array of polka-dotted scarves. I’d not even have worn mine had it not been draped on the same hanger as my shirt, kind of like a prompt or Post-It note. This was becoming way too coincidental.
“Nice scarf. A gift from Aunt Mat?” I asked Rey flatly.
“Yeah. I forgot I had it. In fact, I’m pretty sure I forgot to bring it along.” She glanced down, bemused. “Because I forgot I even had it.”
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