Alex Brier

Magnolia

"How are you doing, Magnolia, dear?" My attention snaps to the small woman before me, the haze clearing from my vision as I take in her worried expression; deep creases lining her eyes as she squints at me through smudged glasses. It's no doubt obvious to everyone but her that the lenses are no longer suited to her failing vision, but I won't be the one to say so.