Salt in the Sugar Bowl

Sophia looked around and saw only disappointment. Gone were the blinders she'd put on everyday to live as a human glue gun. Without them, she saw nothing left to hold together. Walls unpainted for the whole time they'd lived here. Floors creaking beneath cheap carpet the color of dirt. Anger, confusion, and tension crawled into every nerve and cell. Any sweetness she'd felt about her life gave way to a brine at the back of her throat and brewing behind her eyes." A voice inside told her to ...