Before I was married, I thought the sound of bangles jangling on my forearms would be delightful. I looked forward to being able to wear bells around my ankles and silver necklaces around my neck, but...
I decided I would go with them, but it would be at my father's house that I would eat. I would share his food, and his poverty.
I alone knew what I had suffered. I alone knew what it felt like to be alive but dead.
