'I asked my mom and

“I asked my mom and my sister to
dampen their hair, put towels on and stand against a
section of white wall in our living room.
What I did not anticipate were the two women who
stood before me — the same face, one weathered
with wisdom, the other untried, both of theM bare,
waiting for direction, full of trust.”


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