The Coldest Winter

by Brittainy C. Cherry

I liked my safety net.

I went into education because she was one of the best educators I’d ever known.

Sadly enough, Whitney didn’t allow me to bring a novel to said party because I was on a mission to be social. She even stole my headphones so I couldn’t sneakily listen to my audiobooks.

but when Fridays rolled around? She was off the clock as an educated girl and punched in her party wild child timesheet.