Three Decades of Reflection
The mirrors, pock-marked with age stare blindly back at Reggie. Thirty-two years ago, when she first sat here, the murkiness of the glass irritated. She wanted to see her carefully crafted persona. That casual air, which requires so much effort. The classic French novel, spine-cracked, lying face down on the polished table, open at about […]
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