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With pursed lips, Anna inspected her reflection in the mirror, her face framed by a few thin strands of white hair that she wore in a short little ponytail. Bangs fell almost to her eyebrows. “It'll do,” she said.
“You almost ready?” Jack called out.
Anna closed her eyes, pausing for a second to collect herself before she answered. Men could be so impatient. “Just a sec!” she shouted. “I'll be right there.”
Turning on her heel, she left the bathroom and stepped into the living room, where she found Jack waiting for her in gray dress pants and a blue Leyrian style shirt under a jacket. “Now I'm ready.”
His face lit up when he saw her, and then he blushed, turning his head to break eye contact. “You look amazing,” he said. “I…Whole lotta 'wow.' ”
Anna stood before him in a white dre
