Yoharie (part sixteen)
Yoharie Dawn (part sixteen) That was how she’d dressed at eighteen, her first job. A half-pay gimme, from her mother’s friend Diane. “Dawn can come in four hours, afternoons.” Normal voice, then loud: “Can you file, alphabetize? Tina says you took typing.” “Yeah, I can. Thanks, Diane.” Dawn […]
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