August 31, 2016 by triscellepublishing
Quinn was as beautiful as Hazel found herself plain and somewhat fat. Quinn had a slender svelte figure, long legs, and Hazel was simply just never quite as sparkly as her much younger sister. It was as though the Gods or Goddesses…whomever, decided that Hazel was a test run on a prototype and Quinn was version 2.0. Hazel was a five-year-old slide phone that handled things reliably and efficiently and Quinn was the latest and greatest iPhone that still suffered from a glitch or two.
copyright by Chris Dunbar and Heather Poinsett Dunbar 2016