Scissors

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She had heard of women who cried in salon chairs after shearing off long hair, who sobbed uncontrollably into their smocks while their anxious stylists backed away. But she was not one of those women.

Desserts

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Mornings at the bakery were perfect. Light filtered in through the leaded glass windows in the back, the bars casting curved shadows on the rolled-out pastry. It was quiet — even the morning commuters were not up, yet, and only … Continued

Shopgirl

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Would she really feel better if she finished her degree, struggled her way to some low-paying academic job, and started saving, dollar by painstaking dollar, for a townhome in Burnaby that would cost more than she could earn in 20 years?