A Question of Luck

My latest essay in skirt! titled, A Question of Luck.

I met Tess my freshman year of college at the University of Colorado in Boulder. She was from Omaha and had skin and hair like Snow White and long nails painted a fiery red. I was from a tiny town in the woods of Vermont and wore Laura Ashley skirts and L.L.Bean moccasins. We met at the cereal station in the dining hall of our dorm, and even though she was a hair- sprayed Midwestern Catholic girl, or maybe because of those things, I was drawn to her, and we spent nearly every day together.

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