Chapter 109

It’s Sunday, and I am before a mirror, regretting my new choice of nails.

I stare at my reflection and try to hold the eyeliner steady with what feels like ten tiny daggers sprouting from my fingers. Each movement is careful. One wrong turn could cause the sharp tip to skip across my lid and ruin everything. Again.

I pull back and exhale. I don’t know what possessed me to get them at the salon yes