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    Ellen Double Prime
    Ellen Double Prime
    Ellen Double Prime
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    Ellen Double Prime

    By Alexandra Brandt

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    "I stopped being me at approximately 4:30 PM today.

    The words of a crazy person. That's me, Ellen Wright. So crazy, so suddenly, that on my way out of Ye Goode Drop after my Saturday study session, I waved goodbye to Kenzie and turned to find myself—my long-fingered hands, my tanned arms—carrying a heavy tray loaded with dirty dishes. In a crowded, noisy hole-in-the-wall diner. In a long apron, in someone else's too-big shirt that smelled like grease. With someone else's

    Oh My God

    Someone else's swollen belly straining against the fabric of my—no, her—shirt, apron, elastic pants.

    It only got worse from there."

    This sharp and poignant YA short story offers a fresh new lens on the familiar "wish" theme, exploring ideas of privilege, empathy, and what it means to do the right thing.

    "[Ellen Double Prime] shows the title character working in a diner, pregnant and hating the job. Thing is, this is all a surprise to her: Ellen was a rich girl in prep school, and certainly not pregnant...as she finds out more about her new past, she begins to question her own beliefs and assumptions. A strong and powerful story."—Tangent Magazine

    On Tangent Online's Recommended Reading List for 2018

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTangled Sky Press
    Release dateSep 24, 2018
    ISBN9781386658467
    Ellen Double Prime

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      Ellen Double Prime - Alexandra Brandt

      Ellen Double Prime

      Ellen Double Prime

      A Short Story

      Alexandra Brandt

      Tangled Sky Press

      Contents

      Ellen Double Prime

      Also by Alexandra Brandt

      About the Author

      Ellen Double Prime

      Oh god

      I don’t

      I don’t know where to even start. How the HELL am I supposed to know what to do with this? This isn’t real. This isn’t happening.

      I stopped being me at approximately 4:30 PM today.

      The words of a crazy person. That’s me, Ellen Wright. So crazy, so suddenly, that on my way out of Ye Goode Drop after my Saturday study session, I waved goodbye to Kenzie and turned to find myself—my long-fingered hands, my tanned arms—carrying a heavy tray loaded with dirty dishes. In a crowded, noisy hole-in-the-wall diner. In a long apron, in someone else’s too-big shirt that smelled like grease. With someone else’s

      Oh My God

      Someone else’s swollen belly straining against the fabric of my her shirt, apron, elastic pants.

      I think I screamed. I know I fainted.

      It only got worse from there.

      I can’t have been out for very long, because I came to with a heavy woman in a stained apron crouching at my side, surrounded by broken dishware, shouting for someone I assumed was the manager.

      Said manager—a big guy named Joe? Jack? Jerkwad? I wasn’t paying attention—looked like he was going to explode when he arrived on the scene. Or have an apoplexy. But the woman talked fast, and he seemed to content himself with just glaring at me for the inconvenience of fainting.

      Everything hurt. It was a nightmare, and I should have woken up from it already.

      I couldn’t think; I just stared. Luckily, Karen—that was the woman in the apron—helped me to the bathroom to wash

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