I remember Judy. Her eyes especially. They lit up a room. Contagious joy. I didn’t know her when her eyes were dark. When she wandered in darkness. Social cliff climber. Addicted. Swinger. Adulteress. Occult dabbler. Traveling the reprobate road. She sent her children to neighbors, friends, and daycares so she could do her own thing. […]
daring to open doors
