I was brought up by a single mom in a poor town in Arkansas and while some aspects of small-town life were really positive – like the fact that everyone there is really sweet and hospitable – there is also this close-minded mentality and that naturally made me want to rebel.
When I was 7 I came up with the idea of 'charm socks.' My mom would take me to buy bags of plastic charms we would sew them on frilly white socks and I sold them at school.
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Dinner 'conversation' at the Cohens' meant my sister mom and I relaying in brutal detail the day's events in a state of amplified hysteria while my father listened to his own smooth jazz station in his head.
