N.B.S.B. (Part 1): There Must Be Something Wrong With Me
“I knew all the verses. I’d already recited them to myself a million gazillion times. I’d already told myself all the cliches we single women spout out to somehow appease the longing brought about by the curse given Eve and all her daughters when she was told that her desire will be for her husband…
I knew the underlying truth in them, but I must admit that there were days when these lines simply didn’t work. They just didn’t.”





