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Dancing On the Fourth of July

All that hair trapped in a braid silver to the waist Opal this morning nude in the mirror brings the braid up between her breasts and around her neck, a python of her creation that she promised Elmer she would cut off for a pixie hairdo like Audrey Hepburn if he would take her on the Fourth of July to the Senior Dance, something Wilbur would always do if she wore high heels and that red dress and those black nylons he found with the seams like the ones she wore the day he came home all crew cut and cowlicks from Korea. Donal Mahoney

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