The Trainer. The stylist. The dog walker. The personal assistant. The nutritionist delivering breakfast. The manager. The herbalist. Hans for make-up. T.J. for hair. Standing, momentarily alone in the shower, she counted them. The attentive army that was now required. And she tried to remember a time when she could leave the house, actually make it out the front door, all by herself.
L. Emerick is a writer living in California.