“How did it all start?” My fingers tangle in Ophelia’s hair. “It was gradual. The fame ate at her. It still eats at her. She spent so long in the spotlight. Every mole, freckle, hair, outfit, gram of fat on her body blown up on the front covers of magazines for years on end. After Josie was born, she had seven children. Her body had changed. I watched the lines on her body be picked apart in a way that lines on my father’s were not; in a way that men’s bodies are not. She started to believe what they said. That she’d lost her value, that she had expired. She started getting more erratic.
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