June was overflowing with love and grief and can you really have one without the other? It was turning thirty-eight and being celebrated by my friends and family in ways I’d never been before. It was mineral salt pools and starlings on the roof and chopping my hair off. It was fancy country club dinners and sneaking into the hot tub in my black lace eve…
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