Evelyn sat tall in the coffee shop, a small stack of papers splayed in front of her. She loved what she did and should could honestly ay Evelyn sat tall in the coffee shop, a small stack of papers splayed in front of her. She loved what she did and should could honestly say not a single day at work felt like work, but sometimes marking papers did get repetitive. Even if the test-takers were adorable six year-olds. She let her mind wander as her finger traced the edge of her coffee cup. She spaced out, the music from her headphones overwhelming all her other senses and pulling her from the real world. Without her noticing someone had stopped at a table and was gently calling for her attention. Evelyn pulled herself from her daze to offer a friend smile. “I’m not using the chair if you want to take it or sit down.”













