White Spots on My Cheeks Led to an Unwanted Contract

and began to polish her silver-rimmed glasses with a series of quick, aggressive circles. Without her glasses, her eyes looked smaller, but they were still sharp enough to see right through my attempts to look calm.

“Well, now, Clara, you don’t have to glare at the receptionist,” I whispered, adjusting the silver hairpin at the back of my neck. “She continue reading …