She began walking away from me, down the hallway-luminous white living rooms and sitting rooms and reading rooms blooming out on all sides-and I studied her. It was the first time we'd seen each other in almost a year. My hair was a different color-brown from red-but she didn't seem to notice. She looked exactly the same, though, not much older than I am now, although she's in her late forties. Glowing pale skin,
( Gillian Flynn )
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