Bartending on a Captainless Ship
Captains are always making you think you’re secure and happy and then bam, you’re capsizing with an iceberg in your rearview mirror.
Heather got me the job because I was hard up for money. She asked if I’d ever been a bartender. With uncharacteristic candor, I admitted that I’d rather not say. She shifted gears.
Nafkote Tamirat is a native of Boston and a graduate of the MFA Fiction Writing program at Columbia University. Her short stories have appeared in Birkensnake, The Anemone Sidecar, Her Royal Majesty, A Tale of Three Cities, and Best Paris Stories. She now lives in Paris. The Parking Lot Attendant is her first novel.