Over Easy

Image of two eggs, sunny side up.“You go first, I’m still deciding,” I said as the waitress shifted her gaze, working her way around the table. I scan the menu, unable to quiet the buzzing in my head long enough to make sense of the words. I settle on the pictures instead, shiny and a little sticky from decisions others had been able to make. Why was this so fucking hard? It’s just breakfast after all. “You ready now, hon?”

What does one order the morning before a mastectomy? “I’ll take two eggs, sunny side up,” I hear myself say. One just doesn’t seem like enough.

Erin Dzida is a technical writer from the Los Angeles area. She is a wife, mother of two, and loyal servant to two chocolate Labradors.

Photo Credit: Rosie Tulips

 

7 Responses to “Over Easy”

  1. Snowflakes says:

    Excellent and hit hard!

  2. Tanya says:

    Beautiful story but can someone explain to me the idea of the final sentences? I can’t really get the meaning,… sorry, friends, English us not my native language

  3. Lynn Gahman says:

    A gut punch. I loved it!

  4. Lorraine Rose says:

    Your line with the question: “what does one order ….” jolted my body with emotion. Genius!

  5. J. Alexander says:

    This hits hard; excellent work.

  6. Tony Press says:

    Didn’t see that coming — good one.

  7. Wow, this is what stories of this length are all about — so powerful. Bravo.

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