Je pense à Georgia.
“Get on the bed,”
she said.
There was no flinch in her voice.
No hesitation.
No crack betraying uncertainty.
Just command.
And I obeyed.
I didn’t pause.
Didn’t stumble over myself trying to make sense of the moment.
I looked directly into her eyes and did exactly as I was told.
“Lay back.”
Two words.
She hadn’t moved.
She simply stood there, watc…
