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Jasmine examined her reflection critically in the mirror. She was wearing a beige cotton dress that had been part of her school uniform in Nairobi. Her intent was to make herself look as unattractive as possible, in an effort to put off Howard Baxter. It also might help underline their age difference and cause him to think again about chasing after her.
But as she looked at the sun-faded cotton, she knew it was not a look she wanted for herself. Why on earth would she choose to look ugly? It was also insulting to her hosts, who were laying on a special meal and would be dressed formally themselves. No, Jasmine had to acknowledge she was being childish. She’d let that bigheaded planter get under her skin. It was ridiculous to let him rule her life like this.
He’d mentioned that he was
