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pulled out a nice flesh coloured pen and

held it up to Clara’s face.

She stopped blubbing and looked at it.

“And don’t worry,” I said. “It won’t wash off

for ages. Not until the spot has gone

anyway.”

Normally, Clara was suspicious of

anything I gave her. But that day I guess

she was desperate.

She grabbed the pen and pulled the top

off and you could see her thinking. She ran

out to the mirror by the front door and

started drawing over the spot with the felt

tip. We followed her.

“This is brilliant!” she said. “I might even

cover up some of these freckles.”

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