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Amanda flipped on the bathroom light switch and glanced at the cabinet mirrors. The medicine cabinet was wide enough to have three swinging doors, and these would allow her to view a great deal of her back. However, even as she positioned the mirrors to forty-five degree angles the pain was subsiding. She half turned and raised her shirt to peer at her back. There were lingering stabs of pain, but those spots held no clues as to what had caused such severe agony. She ran her hand close to the areas of skin affected by the pain, and yet nothing was found save for the usual bumps of bone.
She dropped her shirt and sighed. Maybe the pain had just been her strained imagination playing tricks on her. The young woman returned to the main part of the bedroom and glanced around. After such a f
