The Words We Mutter Under Our Breath

Some years ago, as I waited to be served food by a prickly employee of an eating establishment, I sensed my temper flaring. She and I had had run-ins before; she had always seemed unnecessarily querulous and brusque in her interactions with me; the ┬ámilk of human kindness seemed to have curdled long ago inContinue reading “The Words We Mutter Under Our Breath”