It’s My Party, and I’ll Cry if I Want To

February 7, 2017 / Laura Joy Palma / Leave a comment

So it happened on Sunday. I turned thirty-four. Honestly? I hated it. Charming did his best to cheer me up, from making tea to combat my miserable cold to reservations for an elegant dinner in Old Town to a warm fire in the fireplace. I should have been content. Instead, I cried my way through … Continue reading It’s My Party, and I’ll Cry if I Want To

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