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Aura leapt down the stairs two-by-two and almost slammed her face on the bend.
Her mother came next to her and grabbed her by the arm. “What is this sort of entrance? Behave young lady!”
“As if anybody bothers with me. All they wanna see is dad anyway. Don’t care,” she said in the tone of voice teenagers adopt when whining like that.
Mother patted Aura’s hair down and pulled her rebellious clothes in check. Aura winced and pulled away every time like a cat avoiding a bath. Mother muttered, “I told you to wear that top with the deep décolletage. Show them while you have them dear, it will be much harder and more expensive after a few years, trust me. What is this fabric? We have Andre on call you know, you must sit down with him and let him pick some clothes for you
