Sadie
You’re right, Soph. Maybe I just makeit complicated.
I stare at the words I just typed out.
How many times have I told myself it’s too complicated to figure out instead of just figuring it out because I’m scared? Scared to be wrong. Scared tochoosewrong.
Because while it’s simple, sometimes the consequences of our choices are not as simple.
Sophie
I’m right?! Did Sadie just say I’m right?
Emma
She did.
I inhale deeply, letting my breath land gently in my chest.
Sadie
I’m just saying yes to myself right now.
Emma
You deserve that.
Sophie
For real. It’s about time you had some fun.
Sadie
Am I not fun?
Emma
Oh. No. Sadie, you’re lots of fun.
Sophie
But we love you.
Emma
We love you SO much!
Sadie
I’ve got to pack. Love you both.
I set my phone face down on the bed and open my closet doors. My neatly organized life stares back at me, but it’s thebright red fabric in the back that snags my attention. I slide the hangers to the side, revealing all the things I’ve purchased over the years I wanted to wear and haven’t.
The weight of the hanger in my hand feels like a scale tipping—between who I’ve been and who I want to be.
It seems like the perfect time to put on some new clothes.
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