Groceries, coffee, and...
"This is Missy Higgins!" I exclaim, excitedly looking at the CD case. "I love her!"
The woman checking out is pretty nondescript: long, dirty blond hair hangs in her thin, pale face, half-covering eyes of rich chocolate.  She's rather small in every aspect: short, slender, and very quiet, almost timid.  Like a little mouse.
She smiles wanly. "Yeah, I like her too..."
"I didn't know we had any of her stuff here. This was just with all the other ones?"
"It was in with....
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Something about the girl seems familiar, but I can't place her. Maybe... Oh! That's it! Last time I saw her I think she had brown hair. She was with some awkward girl and some moody guy. She's a lot quieter now, though. She looks really serious, and maybe... scared? I dunno. Whatever. I wring up the makeup and the...
"Are you old enough to buy this?" I ask, looking skeptically at her young face and the Budd Light. She flashes an ID, though, and no matter how fake it looks, I'm not a cop so I ...
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