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Katherine
I stood before an assembly for my first official event for ChildrensOne. Nerves bit into me, even as I saw a sea of familiar faces. So many of my friends had volunteered to come help, bringing with them makeup artists, hairdressers with collections of wigs, and nail artists. Someone had even gotten a children’s designer to donate a whole rack of sparkly dresses and fanciful dress-up clothes. I couldn’t believe we’d gotten this all together so fast. It really was the power of our collective connections. Now, I could bring a full-fledged makeover party to kids on the cancer ward.
Jem had no idea what she was in for.
“Welcome, everyone, to the first ever ChildrensOne Dress-Up Party,” I said with a smile. “I’ve already separated you all out into teams. Let’s try and get to as
