This story first appeared in milk journal. on November 3, 2015. Some time ago, before you were born, a young girl lived with her mother and her sisters in a town of only women. The girl was almost eight years old, and her name was Hana. She was wild as the wind and cheerful as rabbits. Hana shared her dark skin, dark hair, and dark eyes with her sisters, her mothers, and many of the women in town. Her hair stood up from her head as if surprised, and her limbs were long and sl