Over Easy
“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.
Photo Credit: Rosie Tulips
wow.. this story really made me emotional. The words were so emotional that my heart dropped, I almost couldn’t read the rest but I pushed through. The ending was such a surprise and I cried.
Feels as if I’m there with you. I hope you enjoyed the two eggs , one could not have been enough
I feel as if the decision for two eggs was unnecessary and I believed that the single egg, in fact, could have been sufficient.
Wow! All that in 100 words. I love the phrase “one just doesn’t seem like enough”, clearly her feelings about her upcoming surgery. Such a great piece of writing!
Excellent and hit hard!
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
By using a tale of two eggs, she indirectly communicates that her both breasts will be removed.
It’s a metaphor-a very good one in my opinon.
A mastectomy is surgery for breast cancer.
A gut punch. I loved it!
Your line with the question: “what does one order ….” jolted my body with emotion. Genius!
This hits hard; excellent work.
Didn’t see that coming — good one.
Wow, this is what stories of this length are all about — so powerful. Bravo.