The Picture Message

"Is that a camera phone in your back pocket?" Asked my coworker Guido in the storage room at Alpson's family restaurant. He'd startled me a bit, as he was sitting in the dim room when I had entered to get a hairnet. I'd walked right by him without noticing. Automatically I pulled my blue Motorola…

The Semi-Formal

"We can never tell anyone this happened," I pleaded with Olivia in the study of my parents' house. Olivia nodded solemnly. I could tell by her distant gaze that she was still processing the events of the night. And then we both cried. A deep and sorrowful cry of despair, that only angsty teenagers who…

The Couple of the Year

It was the annual Tap Staff Christmas Party at the steakhouse where my boyfriend Felix and I both worked. This party was particularly special to us as a couple because it had been exactly one year prior, at that same party, that we had begun our courtship. Now we were together and basking in the…

The Crayons

When I was a child, long before I learned that I had not been blessed with any artistic talent, I used to watch the British television show Art Attack religiously. I would lye on my belly on the rug in my grandparent's living room watching Neil create such amazing things. It was my favourite show.…

The Gift Exchange

As a rookie teacher at my school, I decided to partake in the office Secret Santa exchange. Since we have a large staff and include all teachers, admin and counselors in the draw, we fill out a short survey to give our gift-giver some hints on what we might like. That year, I drew the…

The Tummy Ache

I woke up in agonizing pain. A stabbing. Right in my stomach. Beside me, Ant was still snoring peacefully. The sky outside our windows was still black, but I knew that going back to sleep was not an option. All I could do was writhe. There was such a strong pressure. A firm, debilitating pressure…

The Umbrella

It was a cold and dreary late September morning. Light rain drizzled from the grey skies. It's the only kind of weather that makes me hate walking to work. "Can't we just call an Uber?" I whined to my boyfriend, Ant, as we exited the building and stood under the front awning. "Nah, we don't…

The Book Tour

I'm nuts. I have a hyper obsessive personality. When I'm into something, I go all in. Usually for me, "going all in" manifests as creating lists and spreadsheets and graphs. In addition, obsessions in my life are often accompanied by goal-oriented tasks I must complete. You know, to keep life interesting. At the beginning of…

The Cowboy

We were playing one of those games. The kind that seem designed with the sole intent of breaking up friendships and destroying relationships. We really liked those kinds of games. The general premise of this one was about knowing your opponents. On their turn, the player would be asked a multiple choice question, and they…

The Houses

It was the fifth day of our family trip to Uruguay. An uncle had offered to give us a tour of the old neighbourhood where my grandparents, and my mother had all grown up. As we drove through the downtown city streets of Montevideo, I quickly realized my grandparents were very much city people. It…