“You know what kills me?" I say to the ceiling, to Mack, to the girls in the painting who've been listening to my problems for years. "When I applied for this job, I didn’t tell them, I wanted this, on my own, and when I got the offer I was overjoyed with a sense of accomplishment. I was sure it was the gallerist pun I made that solidified it. It wasn’t until I was leaving that I was told to ‘thank my parents’ for their latest contribution.”
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Diana Elliot Graham,
Six Morning Kisses