What have you done to your hair?” Mom’s broken voice said, pinning me back to this tiny hospital room. “Holy shit!” Icka patted her head as if searching. “You think the nurse stole it? She looked shady.
It's like I am glimpsing the possibility of living in a different way. I wonder whether it would be an easier life - less choked with misunderstandings and disappointment.
But what Jamie was saying just mixed it all up, selfish and selfless. I wasn't even sure what the words meant anymore. or if it was possible to be one without the other.
