Lane DeGregory: LUTZ — After packing her new pillows and comforter, after boxing the ramen noodles and brownie mix, Allison Briggs stood in the doorway of her cluttered bedroom.
She looked at the lavender walls plastered with Broadway playbills, a James Dean poster, framed photos of her friends. On the dresser lay the jewelry box her boyfriend bought her.
"Okay," Allison said, sighing. "This is going to be hard."
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