“I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself.”
CADENCE IS SPRAWLED OUT ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR, CRYING. “They’re too small!” she wails, while simultaneously trying to shove a bare foot into one of her beloved ruby slippers, to no avail. The hot summer night seems to have made her feet swell and now she looks like one of Cinderella’s stepsisters, attempting to stick her feet where they apparently don’t belong. These shoes have been threatening to retire for weeks now, but we’ve all been in ...