On Sundays, Mary rubs beard oil into Jo’s whiskers.
A ritual of both skin and touch, the two have a standing meeting at Mary’s luxe, robin egg blue vanity.
They light tall votives; they queue up Brittany Howard on the record player; and they begin by feeding each other chilled, leftover tres leches, chatting about their week’s behind and their week’s ahead.
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