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Lola
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Lola wasn’t dressed yet and she especially wanted to be on time tonight.
It would be her second date with Joel, not that she really considered
the chance encounter in Carson Park a "date". He was the new typesetter
in her grandfather's print shop, and when he strolled by the bandstand
just as the concert was ending, she tilted her parasol back and smiled
a greeting. He bought cream sodas for them to sip as he walked her home,
and asked if she would accompany him to a play the following Sunday.
The week had flown by, and at the same time, there had been hours when
the clock hands just froze in place. But now he would be arriving any
minute and her petticoat was in a ruffled disarray on the bed and she
couldn't find her new shoes.
At the front door, Joel was straightening his new necktie before
ringing the bell...
Commissioned doll, not for sale.
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