This post was originally posted on my old blog, but I thought I would reshare it here in case you never read it. A nice man in the store-issued red vest measured it out for us. One foot, two, three. “How many feet do you want again?” he asked, a snake coiling in a pile…
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Come Undone (Part 1)
“Well hello there. Who are you?” I kept my eyes lowered, focusing on a small stain on the carpet, just as I had been instructed, and didn’t reply as the first man walked into the room. My hands rested palms-up on my thighs, which were spread apart slightly, and I sat back on my heels….