the line "she smoked in her room and colored her hair" has always stood out to me, because that seems to me like something one would do to ease heartache. i can imagine their mother: sitting barefoot in the window, her just-wrinsed hair still dripping dye down her back; her eyes bloodshot from crying at the realization that she hardly knows her children.
the line "she smoked in her room and colored her hair" has always stood out to me, because that seems to me like something one would do to ease heartache. i can imagine their mother: sitting barefoot in the window, her just-wrinsed hair still dripping dye down her back; her eyes bloodshot from crying at the realization that she hardly knows her children.