She could find her house in the dead of night and loved it that way. One neighbor sneered at her color choice, and shut the blinds while she painted that cold February morning. She didn’t care. Truth be told, she needed someone to paint her such a happy color and then maybe she could forget. Between her and the screen door lay a world of hurt, but for now she is content knowing that at least her house is a happy color.
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