[The picture's always tucked in her wallet, now, and she pulls it out. It's a school photo, the kind taken for a yearbook, and shows a blonde girl of about eleven smiling brightly. Bea smiles sadly as she looks at it, brushes her fingertips over the image before passing it to him.]
That's B.B. three years ago. She's more grown-up now, but she's got the same smile.
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That's B.B. three years ago. She's more grown-up now, but she's got the same smile.