Here for the Cake

by Jennifer Millikin

Gag me. Now. With a spoon. A serrated spoon. No! A spork.

I’m not a weak person, or a masochist, but I fear what will happen if I sever the tenuous string holding us together.

“When I was younger, I thought if you wore high heels to work it meant you were someone important.”

“I am a courteous pedestrian. I need that stranger to see me and be like, that courteous pedestrian is a ten out of ten.”

“I’m a delight.”

I’m here for you. I’m here for your hard times, and I’m here for you as you grow as a person and I don’t know about you, but all this fake dating stopped feeling fake as soon as we landed.”

“You are my favorite story. The best I’ve ever heard, and the best I’ll ever tell.”