Perfect Specimens
Jenna felt clumsy and awkward, as if she were in her great aunt Myrtle’s china room as a bumbling eight year old. Everything around her glittered. Her gawkiness hadn’t gotten much better with age. She was on her best behavior, as if manners were limbs keeping her bobbing head above water. Waves of imperfection crashed over her but everyone else glided over the gleaming floor, chatting and nodding at each other with ease. Gritting her teeth, she plastered a smile over her face. Her...
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