to boil. then i opened the bag o’ bones and stopped short.
the bones were all jaw bones. jaw. bones.
and they were full of pig teeth.
really, should i have been surprised? what other bones, after all, would come from a pig’s head? i suppose i was thinking the skull, not the jaw. i was certainly not imagining that there would be teeth.
i paused there in the kitchen, wondering what i was doing. was this crazy?
but then the it will be fine voice started talking. this is the voice that coaches me through situations that might otherwise cause me to lose it, like finding someone else’s blood on the comforter i’m using 