The Envelope That Changed Everything

finally placed one on my head, I felt the soft weight settle against my scalp. Cool fibers brushing the raw skin. A line of relief moved through me like warmth.

Lucia adjusted the hairline, brushed it, parted it. She stepped back, eyes narrowed, and said, “Turn.”

I turned.

She fixed the sides, tapped the top, and nodded once. “This one.”

When she held continue reading …