Clean room, clean slate.
Six brand new band T-shirts for Hanukkah and a new pair of capris from the thrift store.
Newly (and poorly) bleached hair.
New “school,” at the library from nine to noon with a tutor named Keith.
A cleaned bedroom, surfaces bleached, floors vacuumed, clothes and books meticulously organized, everything immaculately scrubbed.
Clean room, clean slate. ♦