Julie smiled as
she hugged her back. “I know, it’s been too long. I wish I could make it up to
Portland more often.”
Gretta released her embrace and took a step
back to look Julie over. “You look great! Your hair is so long and vibrant, and
I love that outfit.”
Julie blushed. “Thanks
sis. You’re looking good, too. I love your bangs.”
“You’re sweet,”
said Gretta. “But I’ll never have your beautiful olive skin. The Bakersfield
sun has really treated you well. Portland is just too cloudy to get a tan like that.”
Julie held her arm
up in the light and examined it. “Tan? Bakersfield sun? Um… right. Thanks. It
looks like you redecorated. Can I have a tour of the house?”
And so Julie
quickly changed the subject. Gretta had never been to Bakersfield, so she had
no idea what the pollution did to your skin.
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