The Girls Are All So Nice Here

by Laurie Elizabeth Flynn

“I tried to creep him on Instagram. It’s private, but his profile picture is of him and a dog. Hopefully that means he isn’t married.” “Hopefully? Why, so you have a chance?” She shrugs. “He can’t belong to me. I just don’t want him to belong to anyone else, you know?” I know all too well.

I swear, my brain is a scary place sometimes. It gloms on to one bad thought and turns it into a flesh-eating virus.”

How my grandma wrote me letters asking all about college. I’d write lies back, telling her classes were interesting and the weather was great and of course I’d made some friends, the girls are all so nice here.