Lipstick Chapter 5
When I was younger I had an alter-ego, Sally.
Whenever I was sad she would appear. Small. White pleated dress. Curls in her golden locks. Immaculate. Teeth different sizes. Some adult teeth. Others baby teeth. She would give mr clarity.
Now in my elder years shed appear in same form every now and again. Giving me advice.
In my dream she appeared.
