How to Hide Your Grief in a French Roll
All that mattered, we told ourselves, was what we saw when we looked in the mirror, what we saw when we looked at each other.
KATIY HEATH is an essayist from Saint Joseph, Missouri. Her obsessions include women who bathe, women who work, and women who witness. She currently is writing a memoir about her experience moderating focus groups for skincare companies. Read more from her at CHEAP POP, Pigeon Pages, and XRAY Lit.
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