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  • Her body was all itchy, ever so slightly burning, as if she had rubbed a hot pepper on herself, or was having a very mild case of hives. She felt it on her belly, then the next moment on her shoulder, soon her crotch. Her long wild hair on her face and neck was irritating. What in this world was she reacting to?

    She knew she should not have put her cake on the hallway floor at the baby naming ceremony. Maybe they used a floor cleaner or pesticide. Or was it the the black cherry juice she has been drinking and loving the past two days? The new rain boots had a strange oil on them that she had touched in the morning. It can't be the new pen that smells strong. What about the old feather bed she put on her side of the bed two night before?

    Certainly are a lot of hazards out there. Tomorrow she'll take good care. Who knows, maybe it's her body detoxifying from a week of ground milk thistle tea.
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