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[Ellery Jeanette Dean]

New York had offered Ellery more opportunities than she had first envisioned when she had moved to the city. It was her home now and the place where she could really find herself and break free from some of the strict confines of her childhood. At twenty-four, she still had the voices of her parents at the back of her mind disapproving of all kinds of various choices and places Ellery found herself, but then she just had to remind herself that she could be who she wanted to be now; they had no power or sway over her since she had moved out and far away from Kansas. As much as she loved her family, the chance to spread her wings had been something that she had really needed and she hadn’t broken free from that good girl image and turned into some crazy wild child who needed intervention to get through to her. Really, Ellery didn’t think she had changed that much at all, but she knew better than to try that one with her parents and their strong beliefs and regulations.

It was her family that had her out and about the city on her day away from the sterile hospital labs. Ellery wouldn’t be making the trip home for her mother’s birthday this year since work hadn’t been able to grant her the time off and because she had a rather busy week that week with other conferences and seminars she had planned to attend. However, she still had to find a gift and mail it with the frilly looking birthday card she had already picked out and knew her mom would find adorable. Ellery browsed through a handful of stores trying to find something different than the usual gifts, but something that her mom would also love to receive. The older Dean woman was easy enough to please, but Ellery never half-assed anything, even when exhaustion was creeping in and she just wanted to be through with whatever it was she was doing. The young woman was dedicated and as committed as they came.

Ellery already regretted grabbing the sweater that morning. It was hanging in the crook of her arm now as she browsed through the quaint boutique full of candles, decorative pieces of art and kitchenware. If there was something to be found then it would be in here, and she was right. Ellery left the store twenty minutes after she entered with a small ensemble of things she could box up and post to her mom in time for her birthday. Before she did anything else, Ellery needed a drink and a snack. The place she stopped by on her way to work most mornings was just half a block away from the boutique, so she quickly merged with the crowd and followed the sidewalk until the smell of pastries and coffee caught her nose. Stepping into the shop, Ellery joined the short queue and fiddled with her belongings and bags and that pesky sweater as she tried to fish out her money. Somehow her bag always ended up looking like something had exploded in it from the amount of stuff she crammed in there as days went by and then forgot to toss out once the vouchers had expired, or the hand cream tube was nearly empty. For a girl usually very organised, her bag was not, but it usually always had everything anyone could need in it. Her keys slipped from the bag to the floor and as Ellery stooped to sweep them back up again, she knocked into the person in front of her. Trying quickly to straighten back up to apologise, she ended up making the matter worse by knocking her head against the stranger’s elbow. “So sorry!”

[/color] She exclaimed, her hand smoothing out her ruffled blonde hair as she smiled apologetically to the victim of this unusual bout of clumsiness. Ellery could usually pride herself on being coordinated and nimble, but the last thirty seconds or so had been completely devoid of both!
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