“A bouffant-haired woman layered in pink chiffon stood with her hip glued to the chocolate desserts display, “ooh, ooh, ooh-ing” with delight as she masticated. Then I spotted the back of a slim woman in a black minidress, dark hair twisted into a knot on the back of her head. She had a black pashmina wrapped around skinny shoulders, so I couldn’t see much else. Kendall, I thought, and wove my way in her direction. I wanted to apologize for ignoring her earlier. Didn’t want the girl to get a com...plex. “Hey,” I said and tapped a thin shoulder. “I’m sorry I”—was all I got out as the woman turned around, and I realized my mistake. There was a similarity in their features, but this woman was older than Kendall, at least my age as opposed to eighteen. She had no ring in her nose, but did sport a tiny mole on her cheek. Her eyes were hazel, her face broader, and her skin tone a pale cocoa as opposed to Kendall’s porcelain paleness. Quickly, I owned up to my error. “I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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