Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

Vanessa walks up to me, her heels clicking softly on the tile floor. The room

slowly begins to pick up its volume again, but I feel lost in a giant void.

“Are you okay, Abby?” Vanessa asks, her voice pulling me back to the present.

“I-I’m fine,” I murmur, although the words feel like a complete and utter lie. “I’m

sorry. I didn’t mean to cause a scene.” I glance at Karl, who’s standing a few

feet away, watching intently.

Vanessa smiles, a soft, empathetic curve of her lips that immediately puts me at

ease. “Don’t be sorry. The culinary world isn’t exactly a bed of roses for women,

you know? We’re already at a disadvantage just by being female chefs.”

Enter title…

the case,” I find myself saying, a

“Skill and talent should be what

with

right. But sometimes the world doesn’t operate the way it

as though contemplating whether to continue,

“Let

crossing her arms as she

when I was climbing my way

him Mark—who couldn’t stand me. Not

than him in the kitchen, mind you, but simply

a black

I say, my heart sinking

discrimination.

but that’s not even the beginning of it,”

grim tone.

during a critical review from a food

the fresh herbs I’d prepped with ones that had

got sick.

no,” I gasp. “Did he get away with

did. At the time, nobody believed that he