"Lost Souls Of The Pacific" Spring 2013
My older sister and I were not particularly close when we were young, or so I thought. After all, she was impeccably groomed and hysterically neat (my description). She slept in a perfectly made bed; head full of rollers, hands detailed in never chipped red lacquer laid carefully atop the bodice of her crisp white nightgown. I, on the other hand, could be … Read More
