“Next!”
called the barista.
“I’ll have a
tall latte, please,” I announced.
The girl motioned
to the customer behind me. I started to
interrupt and say that it was my turn, but when I happened to glance at the
mirror behind the counter, I noticed I wasn’t there.
Great, I
thought, third time this week. It sucks
being invisible.
When I first
told Mike about it, he said it was impossible.
But then he was with me last time it happened.
“Don’t
worry, babe,” he’d consoled me, “I’ve got your back.”
Tough to do
when you can’t see it.
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trifecta writing challenge/ exactly 99 words/ specific word used is "back"