April's Fool

Kimiyo "I'm sure you've all been curious about what this lockdown means for your jobs. Believe me, this is not what we wanted. But, as you know, Governor Cuomo has shut down all restaurants and bars until further notice." The room is somber as my manager Justin addresses the group of socially distanced employees. I hold my breath, not sure what I'm expecting, but after the last couple of days I know that it's going to be bad. "We are obviously hoping to get back up and running as soon as possible, but we imagine it will not be at full capacity. Therefore, we want to offer you a choice. We can lay you off so that you can be eligible for unemployment benefits, or you can stay on and wait it out with us. We may even be open in a few weeks for to-go orders..." He keeps talking about the details, and I feel my chest tightening. What am I going to do? I waver on my feet and decide to sit in a barstool before I pass out, then try to refocus on what Justin

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Gina was doing the walk of shame, heading to her dorm. She was barefoot, and her black mini-dress was stained with alcohol and possibly semen. Her light brown hair was now in a ponytail. She remembered that the night before, her roommate Rachel had commented on how perfectly set it had been, as if she had it done in town by one of those frightful attitude-ladies that gobbled candy all day. "What did I even do? With whom?" Gina said, checking to see if she was wearing panties - her hand feeling a bare bottom. The college freshman stopped before entering the building, readied her greeting for the RA, then turned around, thinking maybe she should go back to the empty car she woke up in; a nondescript car parked on a hill overlooking the football field. She wondered about the football team and recalled they had lost. Was it a bet she lost, Gina thought as she looked down to her dirty feet. At least her ankle bracelet was still on, but her designer heels were not anywhere near h

Everyone showed about 9 pm. Jacob had his star gazers go to the Nerd Cave. Frank gave me a look as he passed by. I nodded at him to let him know that Jacob had told me of their plans to move him out. Billy just waved and kept walking. I think these guys think there is tension. I'm over it already. Merri greeted me with a kiss on the lips. She had a gym bag, a back pack and a plastic bag from the hardware store. She tossed the plastic bag my way. It was the Movie Theater Butter Microwave Popcorn. "Hmmm, shower fresh. Just as I hoped to find you. I'm going to drop these bags in the bedroom and say hello to the guys. Or maybe good bye? No, I won't be mean. Do you have bottled water in that mini frig?" "I'll fill it up. There are a couple of Greek Salads in there in case you're hungry. Tell the guys they have popcorn on the Breakfast Bar. "They can have the popcorn, but remember I got your melted butter right here LOL." She spent about 5 minut

It's such a beautiful day but I'm far too nervous to appreciate it. No, my mind is on other things. I drop my phone back into my pocket and pull out my keys. My stomach drops for a second but then I spot it, tucked under my dorm room key and the car key — my old house key. Opening the door to my childhood home still feels exactly the same and I draw in a deep breath. Someone is cooking vegetables but just underneath that is the welcoming scent of safety and love. I take off my shoes and shut the door a little more forcefully than strictly necessary. "Brian?" Mom calls out my dad's name from the kitchen. The kitchen is the central hub of the downstairs, connected right to the entrance hallway. As I enter, the aroma of chicken adds to the mix. My mouth waters but I'm not hungry. Not for food, anyway. There she is, beautiful as ever. April, my mom. Thirty-eight — no, thirty-nine as of today, and, by my estimate at least, in the prime of her life. She has a warm,