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**Valerie**

Saturday night,

My eyes caught my parents, and I felt the air knock out of my lungs. Mrs. Harrison, my mother, was looking as elegant as usual. She was wearing a sleeveless ball gown, her hair styled into a fringe and ponytail, and her arm locked onto my dad's.

My dad, ever the charmer, was laughing with a man I recognized. He was one of the big investors at the Harrisons' company