Mother AKA One of a Couple 5’2′ Female Corporate CEOs that Ever Existed
by Darrah Scheimann
Issue No. 200 ~ January, 2014
My mother’s hair blooms into jasmine. It’s that scent. You stop your mid-afternoon sojourning to better appreciate that scent, that scent wanders over to your nose, amok, stray of some lady’s garden, sending sweet jasmine signals through axons in your brain.