Christmas had come and gone, and Marnie pondered hard on what she thought of 2014. She made a friend. That pretty much concluded her year-end wrap-up. Making friends was no easy feat for Marnie. She was an outgoing girl with grit and a good heart. Although her heart was good, literally and figuratively, her motor functions didn't get along with her brain. It was the chair people saw and not Marnie, so she took to wearing colorful clothes–feathered hats, dramatic scarves, slippers with bells–to take attention away from the chair. She knew if she could get in a hello she was well on the way to a really good conversation. The strategy worked on Lynda, anyway. One person was all Marnie needed. Just one person to look past the chair, and the glitter and silk, and know without a doubt what color Marnie's eyes were.
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