The Visit

Fiction: About fashion and everyday life

I could have told her to leave; simply not opened the door. I could have said from the other side of the door: go away, leave me alone. I know you want to persuade me, but I won't fall for it. And yet, I didn’t. I should have denied my very existence, stayed silent, hid under the window ledge, and simply not answered the doorbell. Perhaps now I would be…