The Opposite Of Loneliness: Essays And Stories - Plot & Excerpts
Inner resolve and outer peace, a general levelheadedness and tranquility was the translation printed under the thin black character she had chosen from the chart on the wall. Soybean was the translation her brother’s Asian roommate awkwardly gave her after she modeled it for him in the smoky dorm room on the fifth floor. He asked if the artist was Chinese, and she shook her head. She asked if he was high, and he shook his. Karen slid the leg of her jeans back down and bit at a nail. The roommate fidgeted. I mean, he probably just copied them onto the chart from a takeout menu. The tang of incense clung to Karen as she walked down five flights of stairs. * * * “So it’s five veins today, right?” The nurse made small movements with her pencil as she flipped between thin papers on a clipboard. Karen didn’t respond but shifted her weight back in the chair. The thickly set woman pushed her lips out and adjusted the waistband of her brightly patterned scrubs.
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