She studied her form in the full length mirror, assessed 69 her body as one would that of a prize calf, trying to see it through his eyes, through the eyes of desire. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. Father— dead. She ran down alleyways and between buildings, faster than an Olympian, until she could hear his voice no more.
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