Fiction By Barbara F. Lefcowitz
I‘ve never told a soul before: you, reader, are the first to know that for over 25 years I, Mrs. Arlene Schramm Duley, have had in my possession the pink suit that the late Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis wore that day in Dallas. Bloodstains, the little black velvet collar, buttons and all, though I don’t know what happened to the matching pillbox hat.
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