The Cashier Warned Me Not To Go To The Party And Minutes Later I Discovered The Plan They Had For Me

up the twenty-dollar carrot cake.

She walked to her car, adjusted her hair in the rearview mirror, applied her lipstick with the hand that was steadier than she would have predicted given the last fifteen minutes, and sat for a moment looking at the parking lot.

Then she drove to the party.

She arrived thirty minutes late. She had not planned to be specifically continue reading …