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July 19, 2007
Kimberly stood in front of the mirror. Her long red hair flawlessly curled its way down to the spot just below her shoulders. She looked at herself closer and put her hands on her temples and removed the latches on her wig, revealing a bald head underneath and a deep scar on the side of her temple. She brushed it and thought of Michael, but knew just because she was in a car accident it wasn't going to change anything. Nevertheless, that evening she sat down at the computer and emailed him a couple sentences about how amazing he was.