The girl looked concerned... No, not concerned... more like scared to death. She didn't look more than fifteen, with long, curly dark red hair and an odd, spider-web-like pattern drawn in eye-liner around her massive, red-rimmed, blue-green eyes. She was only about five feet-tall, and not wearing shoes. 
I wrung up her short purchases- heavy-duty bandages, prescription pain medicine (I was stunned that she was nineteen, but she had both the prescription and her ID), and lots of chocolate cook...
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