The Forgotten Girl Inside
Use True Colors by Cyndi Lauper to lure her out
She peeks out from behind the door. She looks no more than six or seven years old. Her eyes are blue. She is barefoot. Her dress once-rose dress is shabby. The music must have caught her attention. Or the laughter. I signal it is safe for her to come out and join. She shakes her head in a storm of wild copper-red curls. I smile and try again. Still a no. I leave her be to watch the dance. I will not force her. This is how far she has come in more than 30 years.
Regitze Ladekarl has re-emerged as a raconteur after a long, successful career elsewhere. She crafts universal tales from everyday lives with an honest, sharp and witty pen. Besides working on a forthcoming novel, she flexes her voice with personal essays, flash fiction, and method writing here on Medium.
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