Give me something to think about, something to give my importance, my attention, that everything that for so long waited to be given to something; not just to a hobby, or a simple song that does not seek to find the way out of your head and heart, but to someone. Frankly you don't always look for it, and possibly it's just your problems that you want to be solved, or tied up, by that someone. In this case, shoelaces. * * * Avis Wilson was an enigma, she told herself, at least one half, while the other, it was only flaws she laid bare. But to the world, she was a different girl to every mind. Various problems, deceptions, lies, and then the studies. "How much time does the world think I have?" sounds like a broken record in her head every waking day. Who knew that now that simple but unbearable phrase, would be exchanged for "What will she say about me?" in the blink of an eye. Enid not only supports her, she is a white sheet on which to paint every moment of the day, night, and evening, and the next sunrise, she is again white as snow, even if her brown skin was still visible on her. Will Avis be able to feel comfortable as she once felt? Is Enid just an excuse or is she really who she never, but always, sought to find?
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