A Little Bit of Sugar
“Carlina said as we stepped from the tent. “I need a smoke.” The rest of us made ‘eeew’ sounds as she dug around in her purse for her cigarettes. “I thought you were giving up cigarettes,” I said in surprise. Carlina had been smoking on and off since the ninth grade. We’d all tried it once during a sleepover at her house. ‘Once’ being the key word. I choked, Mia got nauseous, and Alisa nearly burned Carlina’s house down when she dropped her cigarette on the clothes-strewn floor. By the time we found it, lying against the ruffled bed skirt, the lace ruffle was already smoking. “I did,” my friend replied. “But all this post-college job search shit has me a nervous wreck.” I could understand her stress level. I was going through the same worries. Paying off college loans, trying to find my place in life. Thankfully, my stress hadn’t driven me to smoke. I know my dad was hoping I’d use my degree to help him with the restaurant. He hoped to turn it into a chain restaurant someday.
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