At My 20 Year Reunion, My Former Bully Laughed Until Her Husband Read My Name

people refusing to go to sleep. The air was cool and smelled faintly of rain and exhaust, the particular smell of a city that is always in motion, always building itself toward something just out of reach.

I leaned on the railing and let my pulse settle.

When I was seventeen, doing something like that would have left me shaking for an hour afterward,continue reading …