Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…

Ginny looked in the mirror. Another gray hair. Actually, another ten of them, she thought, plucking them out one by one. She stared in the mirror, then scowled. Where had the twenty-year-old woman gone? She still felt her, inside this fifty-year-old body. She pulled at the skin underneath her…