The Boutique Owner Told Me to Stay Quiet Before I Heard Something I Was Not Meant to Hear

my arms still scratching in the green dress, and I listened.

The music in the store was low and ambient. Hangers clinked. Then Lily laughed, and then a man’s voice began speaking, and I moved close enough to the fitting room door to see through the narrow crack that remained.

Lily was at the front of the store near the register, talking to a man I recognized continue reading …