Melanie waved at the reporter when he stepped into the coffee shop. Sipping her jasmine tea, she took in his lean frame. He looked so much younger, unmasked. "Thank you again for speaking ... [+]
Rachel Dievendorf lives in California where she loves cloud watching and writing under her own favorite tree. "The Story Tree" was originally published through Iowa University Libraries. It is now a part of Short Édition's series, The Current.
Originally published in the Short Story Dispensers at Iowa University Libraries
When I was a kid, I was very nervous about what I would be when I grew up. It honestly consumed me. I was constantly trying new things so I could see what felt right. At seven years old, I begged my mom to let me take a dance class and then it was science camp followed by piano lessons. In elementary school, I asked my pediatrician if I could spend the day with her and see if I was meant to be a doctor. I went to all of the career fairs and followed my parents around at work. I asked everyone who I met what job they thought I should have. They always gave me very different answers. They'd sugg