In Age.

She grew looking at her face.  The lines and wrinkles came without her really knowing it.  It frightened her.  That she could be looking like this already.  The fear rattled her.  She wasn’t even perfect material for hosting anymore.  She didn’t quite understand how fast her life had passed by.  She was only fifty-one.

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