Foot Binding Smell Novels & Stories

I said quickly, brushing it off. Delilah frowned. "It doesn’t look like 'nothing.' You should really take care of that. Her eyes were focused on the blisters and burns I'd had on my feet for days, and they were getting worse by the minute. "It happens when your footwear doesn't fit," I said. Delilah quirked an eyebrow. "Then stop wearing those." I shrugged. "Don't really have an option." "Why not?" Bianca asked, puzzled. I furrowed my eyebrows, surprised they didn't know. Doesn't everyone know? I thought it was public knowledge by now—I wear Amy's clothes.