The problem is, once you get used to going unnoticed, you think no one else can see you either, like a dog with his head under the couch who doesn’t understand his tail is still in plain view (Gambit, Mr. Whitcomb’s ancient terrier, does this anytime he accidentally pees on the floor). Head down like that, you forget there are those who spend their lives looking for girls who feel unseen. There are men actively hunting such women, they can spot them from a mile away, and they know just what to do when they find them. You forget. Or maybe it’s something Ruby never even knew. That some men are
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