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Lorna set her head in Mackenzie’s lap as soon as they sat down. They’d decided on going to the park for a sort-of date – neither of them had called it that, but at least Lorna was thinking it.
“Why did you dye your hair?“ she eventually piped up, eyes latched onto the dappled sunbeams surrounding them. “I thought it would be a fun statement if I dyed my hair to look like fire – but I ended up looking like- like one of those fake candles you put in jack-o’-lanterns.”











