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Charlie hurriedly went through her closet. She critically examined each of the garments within and grabbed two shirts. She considered the two and looked at a third. Tentatively she reached for it, brow furrowing as she came closer to choosing to pull it out. With a frown she shook her head and retracted her hand, deciding it didn’t pass muster. Sliding shut her closet door, she turned and headed to her bed, laying two shirts side by side on the bed. She smoothed them out and stood back, studying the two. One was a blue vertical striped buttoned up blouse, the other a red polo shirt. Judging the pros and cons of the two, she noted that the blue one was nicer, slightly more formal looking while the polo was capable of stretching if she were to find… Her eyes flicked up to her course black wool cap, hanging at its customary place on one of the posts of her bed. Then her eyes flicked over to her nightstand where she had a piece of paper with writing scribbled out of it held down with a