Retail Therapy, A (Very) Short Story

Retail Therapy

a (very) short story

by Lydia Thomas


This is a work of fiction.


“Jenna, would you like to talk about why you’re here today?” the group leader asks.

I think her name is Simone, but I don’t remember, because I wasn’t really paying attention. I’m just going to call her Simone.

“Retail therapy,” I mumble.

“I’m sorry?” Simone asks, eyebrows furrowed together.

I imagine you’re looking at me the same way Simone is right now, so let’s just get this settled right off the bat: it’s not what it sounds like.

I sigh.

“There was an, uh, incident with a customer,” I explain. “This is a condition of my continued employment.”