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Unfortunate stones

February 10, 2017

She took a moment to breathe deeply and straighten her dress before the cameras turned on. She had rehearsed and memorized her talking points. She understood every ramification. What she said would make all the difference with the people who were listening most closely. She didn’t like the deal, but she had made it for reasons to be revealed later.

The lights blared and she leaned slightly forward—she’d always been told that made her look thinner. It was time to say the words she’d practiced. It was time to let alternative truths spill from her mouth like unfortunate stones.

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