The Envelope That Changed Everything

The tenderness faded. The sting became memory.

Some days, I wore the wig. Other days, especially at home, I didn’t.

The first time I walked onto the beach bareheaded, the wind caught the short new growth and chilled my scalp so sharply I laughed out loud. The sound startled me. It was sudden and real and unpolished. No one was around to hear it. That continue reading …