Tony Hoagland- Beauty. Page 758.
Any false hope that my sister was holding onto suddenly disappeared the day she suffered facial blemishes from the medications she was taking. She suddenly accepted and realized that the game was over.
But to my amazement the tears never came, in fact what I saw in those eyes was relief. My sister was tired of trying to win a game that could not be won, and now she was just......done.
She had spent her entire life from as far back as I could remember trying desperately to be that girl...you know one of those air-brushed make believe girls on the cover of one of the many magazines that you probably only notice when your waiting in a grocery store checkout line.
She had done her best to keep up with the magazine girls, a valiant effort really, and now she was waving her white flag around for all to see. Game over. She even looked a little amused by it all. Who would have thought?
The relief in her eyes said it all. She was finally happy and I got my sister back.
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