The Day Before My Sister’s Wedding I Woke Up To Find My Hair Had Been Cut While I Slept

at my parents’ house, I took a mild sleep aid because my mind was running too fast, and I said goodnight, and I went upstairs to the guest room that used to be my childhood bedroom, still hung with debate trophies and faded photographs, and I fell into the deep and unguarded sleep of someone who believed, despite everything, that she was safe in her continue reading …