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IVORY

Mother was laughing at a joke I made. She seemed truly happy to have me over. Unlike when I first met her, she seemed to have purpose to wake up every morning since I began visiting.

Today, we chatted while I used her face as a practice doll for a make up session. It was her idea. I always had the maids do my make up, so I did not see the need to learn.

"How was it growing up with Candice?" She asked me while I drew pencil across her left eyebrow.

My hands stopped and I thought for a while before shrugging. "It was not as...