Rituals and Reverence

It was a day like any other. Sunday morning. Lattes and croissants with her friend Nikeah. Slightly hung over from too much red wine last night. Each woman’s laptop lay open on the small table, bathing faces with hard-to-peg ages in backlit radiance. Each woman’s back was bent at an angle school nurses decades ago …

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