Beth awoke early the next morning with a beaming smile on her face, instantly alight with hope and excitement. She prayed, went into the small bathroom and dressed into her top and skirt. She slipped on her black flats, picked up her folder and slung her favourite black handbag over her shoulder. Taking a glance at herself in the mirror, she shook her head and began to wrestle her overly full head of curly honey coloured hair into a ponytail. Satisfied, she scanned her face. With her cat shaped and sharp brown eyes framed by long lashes looking as alive as ever, her small pointed nose without a dull shadow or grease, and her full cupid's bow lips stretched with a carefree smile, dipping into deep dimples at the middle of her cheeks, she nodded to herself, laughed and stepped out of her room. She walked hastily into her mother's."Buongiorno, mamma!" She greeted with a brilliant smile."Good morning, sweetie," Sarah responded, standing in the middle of her small room, right in her praye
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