Minding my own business.
I drink my coffee and then go home and sleep
and forget about this strange morning, her tears
and her scared eyes.
2
Erin
“Three more pints at table twelve, Erin!”
“I’m on my way,” I reply, annoyed at Jay’s
request although it isn’t his fault I’m in a bad
mood.
“Is everything alright?” he asks right away.
Jay always worries about everyone.
“Yeah, I’m just tired.”
“Take a break.”
“It’s not necessary, really.”
“Take ten minutes. It’s not some advice I’m
giving you, it’s an order.” His tone does not allow
me to refuse.
I set down the tray that I was about to bring to
the table and head for the exit. I need a breath of
fresh air. I feel exhausted and my thoughts are so
far from here.
I open the door and a wave of frigid air strikes
me full-on. I forgot to bring my jacket. I hug
myself and turn to go back in when a voice I just
am not in the mood to hear calls out:
“Erin.”
I let out a sigh and unwillingly turn around.
“What are you doing here, Nate?” I ask him.
“We have to talk and you’re not taking my
