Woodworking

Erica had been holding a shoe her entire life, and many of the women around her had always been waiting for her to drop it. Erica winced, every thought in her head suddenly flapping away at once. “Okay. Abigail sees Erica in a way that extends from the present outward, making the past feel whole again and building promise for the future. She always used to tell Constance she didn’t want to have kids as much as she wanted to be with her, and now, finally, she knows that to be true.