The Night I Became a Colonel, My Mother-in-Law Cut My Hair While I Slept—By Morning, I Was Done Obeying Them
“Chloe?”
“Yes?”
“You sound different.”
“People keep saying that.”
“Maybe because it’s true.”
I looked across my office.
“No.”
“What?”
“Chloe?”
“Yes?”
“You sound different.”
“People keep saying that.”
“Maybe because it’s true.”
I looked across my office.
“No.”
“What?”