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Post by Lizzy Richards on Apr 6, 2008 0:27:35 GMT -5
Lizzy had ditched her normal posse of friends to go off by herself. This was unusual in itself. But the fact that she was at a lake just sitting on the edge of a dock was weirder. But that was not the half of it.
There was a book in her hands! A book called The Great Gatsby. Her legs were folded at the ankle as she dangled them off the edge of the dock. A pair of tan compries and a orange spagetti strap tank top was her outfit for the day.
Her hair was pulled back in a hair tie. She seemed pretty into the book. Her eyes read every word. Maybe this was a good book? Never found one that she actually enjoyed before.
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