“Are you new around here?” a stunning Latina asked me as I was checking my mail. “Just a couple of months now,” I replied, turning around to get a better look at her. My guess would have been she was at least five years older than me, somewhere in her ear...
The first time I knew the apartment next to me was occupied, I heard a mom yelling at her son for something. The walls here are thick like a castle, so I would have to increase my eavesdropping skills if I was to get any juicy gossip from them. I had neve...
I was a few years out of college when I found an interesting friend request pop up on my screen. It was my friend Rebecca’s Aunt Chelsea; I had not seen either of them in years, so it was quite unusual for her to find me. Rebecca didn’t speak to me much a...
“Where are they sending you this time?” Grace asked her roommate Hailey as she noticed her stuffing a suitcase. “New Orleans,” Hailey quickly responded. “What happened down there?” Grace probed trying to pry for more information. “Just a routine software...
“She’ll see you now,” the secretary smiled as I approached the office of the vice principal. I shuddered for a moment, and with a great sigh, I entered her office. The secretary made sure that our secret meeting was kept confidential, as she rose from her...
“You’ve never seen Casablanca, before?” I asked, astonished that she had never had the pleasure before. “I’ve heard of it, yeah, but I really don’t watch black and white movies,” she responded, causing my heart to sink in disappointment. “Well, in that ca...
I found myself in awe of my surroundings. I had never been south of the Mason-Dixon line in my entire life, but I found myself traveling into the belly of the Bible Belt looking for work. In a moment of sheer capriciousness, I thought that I needed a chan...
For the life of me, I couldn’t read French. As we passed the street signs, they looked familiar. Stop signs were still red octagons even if they said, “Arret” {Stop}. At the time I was a bit tipsy and wasn’t sure why we decided to go to Montreal to get mo...
“Aunt Chelsea? I-I’m s-s-sorry, I didn’t know you’d be home,” Rebecca stuttered, still bent over and turning her head toward the door. I was still shocked, I was standing in the middle of the bedroom, with her aunt’s decorative paddle in my hand and our r...
“You totally pushed me into that rock!” Rebecca shouted as she floated in the calm eddy, with her life jacket making her bobbing head a buoy in the river. “Girl please, that kayak is no good on the river and you know it,” I protested, hiding the fact that...
“Do you guys serve any food?” I meekly asked the bartender, while I tried to settle myself on a particularly uncomfortable stool. He stared at me, scrunching his eyebrows a little, and turned away. I must have looked like an absolute tourist, because the...
“I hate you and you’re the worst person I know,” I cried out in fury at my foster sister, Samantha. She was my closest sibling and we were practically best friends. When we were both seventeen, I spent far more time with her or around her than anyone else...
She wasn’t our real mother, or stepmother, but as a foster mother, she made us call her that. Any deviation, for example calling her mom, mommy, miss, or ma’am, was met with a swift reprisal. She was a strict disciplinarian, but never crossed the line and...
