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FLAMING

YOUTH

“Second week in July,” said Dee without enthusiasm. “So soon!

Am I going to be a bridesmaid?”

“No.”?

“Qh-h-h-h-h!” wailed Pat. “Pig!? “You’re to be maid of honour.” Pat gave her little, hoarse crow of ecstasy. “How darling of you! That’s too divine! Are you going to give me my frock?”

Dee nodded.

They talked clothes, absorbediy.

When

she got up to go Pat leaned over and kissed her sister, the first time since they were children that she had done this except as a formality of family life. “T almost wish you weren’t going to do it, though, Ree,” she murmured.

“J don’t,” said Dee resolutely.

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