"Should I call Sarah to clean this up or maybe I should just wait and see what I can give out," she said to herself aloud before walking over the clothes, almost tripping."I doubt I will give anybody those, I am already complaining of no clothes and I still want to give ours, we shall see." She whispered to herself as if there was someone who might hear her.She combed her hair out, silk and long, and stood before a section mainly for head wear, where the likes of caps, hats, durag, scarfs and so on sat beautifully, staring at her. She ran her hand through them and picked a playful looking black bucket hat, chosen to complete the ensemble.Emily admired herself in the mirror, the reflection of a young woman ready to embrace the world and enjoy herself to the fullest. Her outfit, as she had imagined it, turned out to look like that, also conveying both comfort and a touch of rebellious spirit.Emily, having dressed up in her chosen outfit, felt a sigh escape her lips as she picked a p
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