The Pizza

“Ojala,” my grandmother always used to tell me when the topic of marriage came up, “one day when you get married, I’ll be able to watch you walk down the aisle.” “Abuela,” I’d roll my eyes, the concept of death so foreign to me at such a young age. “Of course you’ll be at my…

The Goodbye Party

I didn’t get to work with Morgan too closely. She transitioned into our department one spring and really only stayed for a full three month cycle of the program. In the end, it was for the best that her boyfriend got a job out east where they were originally from. She really hated our boss…

The Dissolution

Using my straw, I swirled my iced coffee to mix the liquid sugar with the coffee. My phone buzzed. A quick glance revealed it was Morty. I shuddered, wanting to shove my phone deep in my bag. It was too soon. I needed space. Instead, I opened it up to see what he had to…

The Aggression

As a newcomer into the world of academic publishing sales, I was anxious to prove myself. I had gone from being a top performing teacher in my old job, to a novice, inexperienced imposter. Or so it felt. I felt like I was running too quick on my hamster wheel, just dying to get someone…

The Skates

Paul and I drove the two hours to get to the Ice and Fire skating trail. It was this beautiful 1.5km skating trail lit by tiki torches. I didn’t think it would matter that I wasn’t an excellent skater. We were at the brink of collapse in our relationship. We both knew we were on…

The Tequila Talking

I picked up my second shot of the evening, brought it to my lips, then flicked my wrist to shoot its contents directly to the back of my tilted throat. The warmth hit my ears and nose simultaneously. I quickly bit into my lime wedge. Its tangy juice washed away the dirt taste and constricted…

The Poser

The year was 2008. Facebook had only been around for us for just over a year or so, only starting to gain traction. It was still a relatively adult-free space, despite having opened up for anyone with a valid email address. It was quieter then, freer. No parents or aunts around to see our binge…

The Academic Press

"Why sales?" The national sales manager at the prestigious university press wanted to know. He sat across from me at the round table in this tiny window-less meeting room next to a senior sales rep. I'd expected this question. Prepared for it. Of course they were going to ask why an ESL teacher suddenly wanted…

The Tiers

"The wedding cake comes as three tiers. We can either keep them separate, or pay $100 to stack them together," I explained at the dinner table at our mini celebratory engagement BBQ with my family. I pointed my chin at my mom as I added, "the guy at the store said the stacking would be…

The Day After Father’s Day

“I’m here,” read Seth Grady’s text, as if I’d been expecting him.“Here where?” I texted back on my q9 keyboard. Across from me Luna, the other co-op student at this elementary school sat cutting out half-sheet booklets for tomorrow’s lesson.“At St Amelia’s,” Seth replied. “Where you told me you’d be.”My eyes widened as I stared…