Today's OneWord: Casting

When the casting call began, a girl walked in who looked a little worse for wear. I was, in fact, shocked by her appearance, for lack of a better word. There was a streak of concern painted across everyone's face as she exposed the bruises, blemishes, and cuts creating a mosaic along her own cheekbones, jawline, and nose bridge. We had to ask.

"What happened?"

She rolled up her sleeve, and we saw the word in red on her arm. Inflicted by a knife, the word "Dyke."

"I wasn't going to let a hate crime stop me from auditioning."