Now, at thirty-seven, Ivy had come home to shed that other skin.
Ivy smiled, water dripping from the hair on her chin. "That's because no one shows you. But look closer. I'm not ashamed. I'm hairy . And I'm the happiest I've ever been." ivana atk hairy
She walked the deer trail to the swimming hole, her sandals slapping against the packed earth. When she reached the flat gray stone that served as a dock, she did not pause to check for hikers. She did not turn her back to the trees. She pulled her dress over her head and let it fall to the moss. Now, at thirty-seven, Ivy had come home to