Where did you get that ring

in sneakers. I read mystery novels. I bought a red swimsuit after almost leaving the store because I could hear Vivian’s voice in my head.

Then I wore it.

On the beach.

In public.

No one fainted.

No one’s aesthetic was destroyed.

The Atlantic Ocean did not reject me.

One afternoon, an older woman sitting under a striped umbrella said, “Honey, that color is continue reading …