I was rummaging around the bottom of my purse when I felt a surprised twinge of pain from some metal prongs. It was my mother’s infamous pink hair pick that I thought would be the death of her. Even with her heart in a deadly, life-threatening rhythm, the pink pick had to be found and placed in the inner pocket of her purse before she left for the hospital.

I was rummaging around the bottom of my purse when I felt a surprised twinge of pain from some metal prongs. It was my mother’s infamous pink hair pick that I thought would be the death of her. Even with her heart in a deadly, life-threatening rhythm, the pink pick had to be found and placed in the inner pocket of her purse before she left for the hospital.

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