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

Merry Christmas. They walked out.

Diane looked back once. I closed the door. I locked the door, turned off the dining room lights, walked back upstairs.

Parsley had come out from under the desk and was sitting on my chair, blinking at me like she had personally orchestrated the entire evening and was waiting for a performance review. I sat down, picked continue reading …