She searched for the perfect place to live. She changed her name from Clara to Claire. She drank one too many cups of coffee and then one too few. She painted antiques, then learned how to play the banjo. She made a promise in her diary never to get Botox. She asked people, “What’s wrong with the French?” She shampooed with anti-lice shampoo—just in case. She carried a pistol in her purse for protection. She tossed breadcrumbs to golden carp and watched them mouth silent O’s in the water. Poor things were too dumb to know anything about life.
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