I always wanted to be Scarlet.
Until I didn't.
Until I read the story of Hester Prynne, who hated my smart, sexy sleuth…

The adroit trio took on the half-kilometer glide in perfect syncopation, shedding their fins like a reptile its skin as they emerged from the water…

“Can we please fast forward two months?”
These were the words our high school senior uttered earlier today…

Early morning.
White robe. Tears.
Confusion.
The horror of it…