Stories by Simone

       Steven is a dedicated construction worker and has been for the past 15 years. During that time he’s gotten married and became the father to three beautiful children. His wife is a teacher and the five of them live in Queens. He’s a normal man with a normal family who lives a normal life. He’s seen New York City change for better and for worse but despite all this city has seen, his love for it has never wavered. Every now and then, he would catch himself daydreaming about a different life, one with more leisure and less stress, but ultimately he’s decided that he’s satisfied. One day after work, Steven decided to stop and grab some food after a long hard day. As he stood out on line near Ray’s on the lower east side, red stripe in hand waiting to place his order, a young woman with a camera caught his eye. She had brown curly hair, glasses, and a green Carhartt jacket. He watched as she allowed herself to become fully immersed with the city streets and the sur...

  It was Friday evening when Greg, his brother Cameron, and their cousin Jason decided to catch a movie downtown. His brother had never been to New York and on his last night, he just wanted to do something calm and relaxing before his flight back out west.   “Hey, I can get the tickets”, Jason suggested. “You and Cam go wait in line at the concession stand and I’ll meet you over there.” It was a busy night and the lines were only getting longer, so splitting up was the best move. Cam and Greg engaged in small talk as they waited in line.  “How’s Pam doing? Is she liking her new job? I know you said she was having a hard time getting settled in the new place”, Greg asked. Pam and Cameron had been married for 18 years and shared two children together, Greg’s niece and nephew. They knew each other in high school but didn’t have a romantic relationship until they reconnected again after college. There had been a few parters for each of them beforehand, but nothing serio...

       For the past few weeks in February, the weather hadn’t been great. Mostly cold and windy, a few days of breakthrough rays, but overall just weather that made you want to stay under your covers with something warm and watch your favorite movie. However, on this particular day, the weather was gorgeous and all of New York City was taking advantage. Eric lives in the Bronx and worked mostly from home, which gave him a lot more flexibility in his schedule. He decided, instead of staying inside all day, he would take a trip to the botanical gardens. He really only needed his phone in case he got any work calls, his planner, and his notebook. He wasn’t generally the type to go on solo adventures, but the sunshine was calling his name, so he obliged. He got in his car and took the 15 minute drive through his neighborhood to the gardens, parked, and walked to his destination. Eric hadn’t spent much time in this area and it had been years since he’d been to the gardens...

       “Hi. There was a woman and two of her friends right in this general area like a minute ago.” Eric gestured in a very vague direction, in hopes that the guard would understand. “Um, she had on a yellow raincoat and dark curly hair?” he continued. “I can’t remember what her friends had on but I’m looking for the woman in the raincoat.” “Yeah, I did see them here but they left a few minutes ago,” said the guard. “I think they headed back towards the entrance, but I’m not positive. Sorry.”  “Okay, no problem. Thank you.” Eric walked away feeling defeated. More upset that he didn’t just go straight up to her in the first place.  “Excuse me ladies, sorry to interrupt” he began quietly to himself. He was replaying all of the scenarios in his head that would have been much better than what he actually chose.  “Would that have been so difficult to say? Excuse me, ladies! That’s not rude. I mean how else do you get a person’s attention? You say excuse me ...

       In 2018, Carla was two years out of undergrad, living in a two-bedroom she could barely afford, working two part-time jobs, and babysitting on Saturday mornings. Her student loan debt had been deferred more times than she could remember, there was a leak in her bathroom that her landlord had been promising to fix for the past 6 weeks and she couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten a good night's sleep. Yet despite all of this, 2018 had managed to turn itself into the best year of her life. Carla worked the morning shift at a bank on the lower west side, which was located across the street from a hotel, and inside was a restaurant. Occasionally, she would stop by for a cup of coffee, a sandwich, or a small pastry, depending on what her bank account would allow. She was familiar with the staff and a few regulars, but on this day she had seen a new face.  “Hi, welcome, I’m Thomas. Sit anywhere you’d like and someone will be right with you.” Thomas had a...

       After their first encounter, it was a while before they had met again. Carla had seen him leaving a few times through the window at her job, or catching an uber just as she was leaving the bank, but no encounters like the first. She decided to go back over there for lunch one afternoon when Connie was working and did some research of her own. “Hey, Connie,” she said as she grabbed a seat. “Hey, girl! You getting your regular?” she asked “Um, today I’ll just do a coffee, I’m not really hungry. Plus I’m off from my second job today, so I’m just gonna run to the grocery store after this and make some food at home.” Connie nodded and turned to walk away when Carla called her back. “Actually, I have a question. About Thomas? He’s the manager, right?” She knew the answer but was just looking for validation. Connie couldn’t help but give the biggest grin. “Ooooo yeeeees. Why what do you want to know?” Connie backtracked and was now leaning over the counter, and she a...

       It was a brisk afternoon in April, 2020 about 56 degrees. Grace finally got out of bed, as most people did at that time, and made her way to the kitchen. She grabbed her favorite mug, her favorite tea and the boiling water was the signal that her day had begun. Adorned in an oversized t-shirt, long socks and panties, she poked around her cabinets a bit, looking for a makeshift breakfast, even though she knew she was long overdue for a grocery store run. She found some bread, and just enough ingredients for a sandwich, but leaving her apartment at some point that day, was now at the top of her to-do list. The kettle clicked off, and as her tea was steeping, she walked over to her desk and opened her laptop. She didn’t really know what to expect, seeing as she’s been out of work for the past few weeks but at this point, checking her email at the start of her day was more muscle memory than anything else. She scrolled past a few credit card offers, some Starbucks...