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Pat Feels Dejected

I stormed out of the dressing room, appalled at the shocking weirdness levels that were steadily rising in my once-peaceful life.

I skidded into the makeup room, sitting down decisively on the stool so Peggy could redo some of my makeup.

“Somethin’ wrong?”

“Nah, it’s nothing, Peggy,” I assured her, shrugging. “Ray’s just been a little strange lately.”

“I know what you mean.”

“You do?”

“Sure I do. That man’s been acting like a wolf. Wary, snappy. Completely different.”

I was shushed into silence as Peggy dusted my cheeks with blush and powdered my forehead.

“Do you have any idea what’s goin’ on with ‘im?”

“Me?” I asked, astonished. “No! Why would I?”

“You guys seem so close. I just thought you’d know,” Peggy said thoughtfully, winking.

I sputtered, turning fire-engine red in under ten seconds. “I assure you…”

“I was just teasing you, girly.”

I relaxed in my seat, feeling deflated.

Could you tell me what is up with people lately?

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