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Dinner at her parents’ house wasn’t until late afternoon, so Sarah used the time in her apartment to catch up on her life. Unpack, do a load of laundry, hand wash a few items, spot clean her suit since it would be a week or so before she could drop it at the cleaners.
She fixed herself a green smoothie with half a bag of prewashed spinach and enough berries, bananas, and orange juice to disguise the taste. She appreciated the effects of all the added greens in her diet, she just didn’t always like the flavor.
She answered a few e-mails, then repacked her bag. This time she filled it with jeans, T-shirts, and the kinds of slouchy, stretchy, comfortable clothes she knew she could overeat and relax in.
At the last minute she pulled her Utah sweatpants and sweatshirt out of the dryer an
