October 18, 1946

It's been my birthday all week.

Me around age 3.

My stomach made the sound of a cab screeching to a halt. I could see my feet stepping onto the street. I had on black suede ankle boots with a zip up the side. I can no longer wear the boots. I never took cabs.

I once promised a man who was touchy about his privacy I would keep his secrets, and I kept his secrets. I have never made a reso…