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She said yes to the dress. It belonged to her grandmother’s sister, for whom she was named. She had only seen photographs of her great aunt in the dress. It was such a romantic idea.
With her best friend by her side, she walked into the old family home, heading for the attic stairs. Cobwebs covered the walls and dust motes danced in the sparkling shaft of sunlight that stood between them and the dress.
On the other side of the sun, they gasped! As they watched, the beautiful dress from the picture fall apart right before their eyes.
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