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The beautiful light blue dress was instantly splattered with thick, dark brown mud. People gasped, and Marie lowered her camera.
Meanwhile, Karen just stood there with her hand dramatically covering her mouth.
I couldn’t believe it.
I was too stunned to even move.
Ben quickly rushed forward and reached down to help Mom up. She was trying so hard to laugh it off and be gracious, like she always is.
“It’s okay,” she said, but her voice was shaking. “Accidents happen.”
Karen kept talking, her voice getting louder and more defensive.
“I barely touched her! It’s not my fault she’s clumsy! Those heels were way too high for outdoor photos, anyway!”
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