I've never been happy about being the bottom of the act, Haugan thought, and she wanted a change.  She felt that somehow holding up Una all these years had stunted her growth, both mentally and physically.  Her feet seemed to curl inward and her arms were too muscular.  She couldn't even talk about her neck with out bursting into tears. Una was always prettier, and, well, small boned.  Gus, the man they both loved, seemed to like Una better.  He always gave her a little more cotton candy and an extra turn on the tilt-a-whirl.  Haugan was dying to tell him that Una stuffed cotton candy in her front.  Why doesn't he see those fronts were just living too much outside the box!  This could be the night she thought.  I could just slip a little, drop a lot, and ... well... except my leg just feel asleep...

  Each  pice is a one of a kind.  Each new piece is slightly different.

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