You Will Sell, Won’t You?
A dystopian story of family, talent, and what you would give up for those you love
Mom squints at me, her black eyeliner and shadow making her eyes seem small. She reminds me of a bug. She purses her lips making her wrinkles crease.
“You will sell, won’t you?” She twists a purple ring on her pointer finger, the fake crystal shines in the…