Sublime

mottled glass mirror

still has the original curved bow windows at the front and a huge sash window at

She looks like a half-finished painting, she observes, waiting for the artist to come back and add the detail.

She draws in her breath: a husband who groomed her as a fourteen-year-old child; a narcissistic mother; two problematic children; and brushes with social services. But the compelling things feel precious somehow, half-formed and delicate, not yet ready for the judgment of her husband.