AT MY SISTER’S WEDDING MY FATHER DRAGGED ME BY THE NECK—BECAUSE I WOULDN’T HAND …
AT MY SISTER’S WEDDING MY FATHER DRAGGED ME BY THE NECK—BECAUSE I WOULDN’T HAND OVER MY SAVINGS FOR HER FAIRYTALE. The ballroom smelled like florist glue and spilled champagne. Violins sawed at “Canon in D,” chandeliers throwing coins of light across lace and sequins. I stood with an envelope in my hand—my years of double […]








