The Envelope That Changed Everything

my bare feet was icy. I felt every step like a tap of reality against my bones. The bathroom lights were too bright, almost cruel. They threw my reflection at me without mercy.

The woman in the mirror had my face, my eyes, my navy silk robe, my mouth pressed into a tight line.

But her hair was gone.

Not cut short. Not thinned. Gone.

A slick red scalp stared continue reading …