I was at the orthopedic pediatrician’s office. I was 17. Getting my crooked, curly spine checked out at my appointment for scoliosis management. The receptionist moved about the office. Tampering with walls of paper files. In idleness, her screensaver clicked on.
Oh my! I have had some spinal memories similar to these. As always, beautiful writing.
Great writing again, Emma, but what a shame to have to confront such cringe-worthy memories.