He Thought He Could Humiliate Me Until My Uniform Changed Everything

to the laptop bag on my shoulder.

“Work?”

“Sometimes,” I said.

That was my first mistake in his accounting. Not because I had done anything wrong. Because I had not sounded impressed enough by his question.

My mother touched my arm and said she had made chicken salad and iced tea. Richard corrected her before we reached the kitchen. “Tea’s in the fridge,continue reading …