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Dorothy’s legs…

Dorothy's legs (before)She blamed me for her varicose veins. Her legs had been lovely, shapely, unmarred by scars or stripes of red or blue. Then the pregnancy — I — caused her veins to bulge and writhe and throb in fat blue snakes across the pale perfection of her legs. My first offense, in utero, shattering her vision of herself as a woman who might be admired reclining on a chaise, she tallied on her scorecard of motherhood.

Eventually, she had the veins ‘stripped,’ and that made some of them go away, but left her with a line of one-inch horizontal scars, like sealed button holes, running up each leg.

By then the aching had settled in for good, and the blaming had become a habit that could not be excised with mere surgery.