I had worked the drive-thru at the fast-food restaurant for a month and had already seen some awkward sights from customers. Old women with yapping dogs on their laps. Parents who had several kids barking through the window to get...
Charlotte toweled off in her steam-fogged bathroom. To her dislike, rubbing the thick cloth against herself made her lower body jiggle. She flung the white towel over a hanger and wiped off the moisture from the mirror with her...
I’d been stood up and it sucked. On a whim I’d swiped right on Tinder for a guy with a winning smile. We’d texted a couple of times and agreed to meet here. Now forty-nine minutes past our meeting time...