Unmissing

by Minka Kent

Someone once told me that I’d only be my husband’s favorite until we had our first child, and that I’d only be my daughter’s favorite until she becomes a teenager and decides she hates everything about me. But I don’t think it has to be that way. I intend to be everyone’s favorite until my dying breath.

But for now, I can’t stop focusing on the imbalance of justice. Everything else is background noise.

She’s a human accessory.

Interesting choice of words.

To my agent, Jill Marsal: thank you for guiding my career in this direction and for your never-ending encouragement.

Nice!