The Reunion

by Kiersten Modglin

At the end of the day, I’d chosen the little black dress that made me feel amazing. The one I loved wearing out of the house. The one that made everyone see me, notice me, envy me. But the sweater was always there. And on hard days, I still craved the sweater. Even if I rarely allowed myself to admit it.

Everything is hanging by a thread every day. A single move, a single choice, can change the course of your life completely.