Please go read this. This piece of writing by Marie — a book review carefully hidden in a bit of dilettante-esque fact/fiction — is the greatest thing anyone’s ever written for/about me. It’s a great read even if you’ve never read the Memoirs.
Mary picked up the soft cover book from her pillow where it had been resting since Lucy left it there. She opened the book so she could see the front and back cover, the red, black, and white colors making her eyes dance. Red was her favorite color. Black used to be the color of her hair. And it had been long and wavy, much as she imagined Helena’s hair to be. An index card floated down from the book and onto Mary’s lap. It was a note from Lucy: “Just call me Penny dammit!” Mary laughed at the inside joke. Both she and Lucy were regular readers of Helena’s blog and knew the story behind “Penny dammit.”
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