Margaret had been waiting tables at Freddie’s diner for two years. With each day that passed, each table that got waited on, each tip collected, she slowly lost her confidence. Leaving Ricktorsville, as small town in the south to move to Chicago, Margaret was sure her cum laude status would follow. The real world wasn’t very friendly. Her dream of becoming an editor and someday a book publisher rippled each day. Today is Margaret’s twenty-third birthday. She gave herself a deadline of twenty-five to have a “real” job working toward her dream job. The next table she waits on may be one of the last.

 

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