Her hands. I remember her hands and her long fingers with always perfect and strong nails. No matter what treatment she was enduring, her fingers, nails, and hands always seemed elegant and unwavering.
I specifically remember one time after a round of strong treatment Kenz's hands were in terrible shape. Her skin was peeling off in thick chunks, but it didn't seem to bother her. Lo and I sat there for hours cutting off the dead skin from her hands but it never phased her. She sat there with her perfectly polished purple glitter nails and smiled that ever so present smile that never leaves me.
Getting our nails done together was "our thing". The two of us were the "girly girls" out of the 4 girls and that was always something that we shared; getting our nails done together everything few weekends.
I miss her hands that grasped mine so tight--reassuring me that everything would be ok as if I was the sick one.
