Anita Reff
Stories (3/0)
Richard
I’m obsessing about the weather. I’m sure I’ve checked the forecast seven times in the last hour alone. His flight has been delayed. Originally due at around 9 PM, it is now expected to arrive somewhere around 2 AM and as luck would have it, we are expecting freezing rain tonight. I’m not only nervous about meeting him for the first time, but now I have to drive nearly 30 kilometres on an icy highway. The joys of living in Alberta!
By Anita Reff3 years ago in Humans
Dreamgirls
The summer of 1984 found me in the sweltering heat of the Big Apple. I arrived in the bowels of Grand Central Station after a three-day trip by train from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. Temperatures that summer soared above 38C (100F) and I emerged from below ground covered in a thick layer of sweat and grime. A 19-year-old girl with stars in her eyes.
By Anita Reff3 years ago in Beat
The Power of Soup
The hours between 3:00 AM & 5:00 AM, are the lonely hours for a waitress on the graveyard shift in a downtown diner. The club kids had headed home to pass out, with a belly full of food and enough coffee to keep any sober person awake for hours, and the early risers were still snug in their beds.
By Anita Reff3 years ago in Humans