I read the nice one first

The walk to Mrs. Adler felt good. My feet knew the way. I knew what to do. Sophie opened the door and said hi Amara like I live there. The cash was on the counter before I finished. One hundred dollars. Just sitting there.

I did her hair and we talked about nothing. Her kid asked me a question about buttons. I almost cried. I did not.

At 4:18 the five star came in. The only person I want back in my apartment. I read it twice on the F train with my bag on my lap.

Then I saw Mrs. Kessler. Third text. Can I assume the wedding is off. I did not open it. I won't.

The one star is still on top of my page. I know it is there. I am not looking.

I picked the Fort Greene couple for tomorrow. Two people. Both there. I don't know them yet. That feels like the point.

I am so tired of being polished.