by Casey Reiland Paul Zoetemeijer She arrived in this world bald and slick as a cherry pit. That is to say, she was like any other baby. Ten fingers, ten toes, normal to any obstetrician who might peek in her crib. Later, her parents would wonder if they had done something wrong, perhaps encouraged her to pretend too much. But it didn’t matter. They scrubbed their five-year-old daughter’s scalp, took scissors to her corkscrew ringlets, but the abnormality was still there. A b