I Arrived At My Sister’s Wedding And She Tried To Hide Me

burn scars climbed across my arms, wrapped around my neck, covered my back, my legs, and half of my face.

People tried not to stare.

Some couldn’t help themselves.

At the altar stood my younger sister, Emily Parker, radiant in a pearl-white wedding gown, smiling beneath the colorful light pouring through the stained-glass windows. She was twenty-two continue reading …