SEVENTEENAnaya put in her earphones to drown out the sound of the boys’ screaming. She picked out two dresses and opted for Carl’s favorite. She piled her hair at the top of her head and pasted the baby hairs down. Work had been keeping her and Carl apart more than either of them liked. Since Roscoe’s party, she hadn’t spent any real time with him besides the occasional lunch date and she was going to make up for it tonight. After the party, she planned to spend the night at his place, and there would be no sleeping.
She carried her shoes in her hand and closed her bedroom door behind her. The new status quo at home had taught her not to put on her heels until she had navigated the toy minefield outside of her room and office. From the top of the stairs, the house looked like a garage sal
