Marissa Higgins

“Katrina’s excitement sped with our attention. Think about it, she directed, and I confess, I did. We’re all working, right? Busy, trying to get whatever task it is done. And there’s personal pressure, and then there’s capitalism, of course, and money, and hours. And if we didn’t work that day, well, we might lose the job entirely, or get a bad review, and lose it down the road. Okay, we know that. But imagine if we— here she looked at Catherine, though I of course knew that I was not yet part of a we—, had both worked today, or even, late yesterday, and we decided well, we’re a bit tired, and after all you— here they both looked at me, as I was of course the separate you— had canceled once before, even though we’d both arranged our work around that meeting, so, imagine if we had said, maybe even sensibly, well, I need to work, and so, that’s that.”
― Marissa Higgins, A Good Happy Girl

“She put her hand to her chest and said, In here, girl. Identical. You, me, and him.”
― Marissa Higgins, A Good Happy Girl