Louise looks sublime in her long black dress, and I can’t stop myself from commenting that the color of the dress and her haircut suit her well. I’m mad at myself as soon as the words come out of my mouth. It’s a habit I’ve been trying to correct for years: I can’t help complimenting a necklace, an outfit, a lipstick, or a perfume I like. I need to settle for discreetly finding out where they come from and buying them later instead.
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