I stumbled, the high heeled boots encasing my feet skidding on the ceramic tile, only to be caught by the steel grip of Kari’s hand. That morning, a blast of cold weather had sent both of us scurrying for the darker corners of our closets, and I had pulled out a pair of blue jeans, a tee shirt, and a warm, long sleeved flannel button up. Kari had dressed normally, still looking like a
Published on October 27, 2018 00:55