My parents told everyone I was a waitress, for nin…

looking at the ground.

Nadine was reading something on her phone. I put my hand on the door handle. I did not open it yet.

I pressed the intercom button instead. My voice came through the speaker. Steady, clear.

The same voice I used to call orders during a Friday night rush. What do you want? Diane’s head snapped up.

She looked directly into the camera.continue reading …