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Lily
Lily pulled up to the new, white Fiat Spider parked in Renee’s parents’ driveway. She tried not to think about how raggedy her own “vintage” ride looked in comparison, but couldn’t help it. As Lily peeked into the Fiat and admired the camel-colored interior, she heard the front door open.
“Nice, right?” Renee asked with a smile.
Her dark blonde hair was finger-raked into a messy top knot that looked effortlessly chic. With just a swipe of red lipstick, perfectly shaped brows, and mascara, everything about her best friend looked flawless—and like she hadn’t even tried.
“Yeah, it’s great,” Lily said. She plastered on a smile and tried to swallow her envy whole.
“Come on in. My parents are in Bend for the weekend, so we have the house to ourselves.”
“How is it? Living back with
