On the Saturday before Mother’s Day, Envy Nail & Spa is an explosion of pink. Pale pink like rosé and the velvety petals of peonies. Hot pink like bubblegum and the ruffled edges of sunset.
My mother is dying. We’re not quite sure when, but one needs be prepared. This shouldn’t come as a surprise. She’s ninety-two, after all, and has been ailing for quite a while. Ninety-two, and has outlived anyone in the family by decades. Her parents, her sister, her husband, a child. All her in-laws, several nieces and nephews, countless friends.
Martha Witt is the author of the novel Broken as Things Are (Henry Holt, 2004; Picador, 2005). She has received a Fulbright grant and fellowships from Yaddo, Ragdale, and VCCA colonies. Her short fiction, some of which has been translated into Italian, appears in national and international literary journals. Italica Press has published four novels and two plays she co-translated with Mary Ann Frese Witt.
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