“Here’s the thing,” she said.

We all leaned in as she stood up, put her hands in her pockets, and examined us over the top of her glasses.

She pulled out a paper clip and tossed it onto the table, nodding as she watched it land. Then she walked away.

Leia Zvya does many things. She is better at some than she is at others, but she tries to find the joy in all of them. This is her first attempt at microfiction.