“Mail call!” Maddy announced, entering the bunk with a stack of letters and a package. “But it’s Sunday,” Betty pointed out, referencing a calendar and her forty-nine black marks on the wall. “There’s no mail on Sunday.” “There is if the office forgot to drop it off yesterday,” Maddy said, handing the package to Dana, who immediately tore it open. “Yes! Thank you, Mom!” Dana announced. “Make-up for the Banquet Social!” Make-up? We were supposed to wear make-up to the Banquet Social? I couldn’t go the way I looked? I didn’t have any make-up. I didn’t even know how to wear make-up. The only time I ever wore it was in second grade when a girl in another class moved to Connecticut a week before their play. I got asked to take over her role as the queen in The Chinese Sleeping Beauty and their teacher, Mrs. Schumann, needed to make my eyes look slanty. Forget asking Philip. I’d have to stay back in the bunk. Maybe in the closet, hunched down by the shoes.
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