: About Me

Tomorrow is my nineteenth birthday. Today is my wedding day. The sun was coming up. I didn't dare shift in my bed. On my left was Ruth, cuddled up a little too close, her mouth open and drool on my pillow. To my right was Naomi, very sweaty and very pregnant. Sweat beaded on her upper lip and forehead. I could see her belly button sticking out through her strained pink nightgown. I wanted to get up. My brand new nightgown was itching me like crazy. My future mother-in-law had made it for me especially for this occasion. It was long, all the way to my ankles, embroidered with tiny flowers a...