Sweet Treats
Kate surrenders to her obsession with the chubby, young clerk José
In September 2017, I had just turned 30 and begun frequenting a bakery at the local mall. I would order all sorts of sweets and pastries to take home to my apartment for lunch. They were delicious, but really, they were not the reason I stopped by so much. It was a boy, a boy who began working there that summer, called José, going by his nameplate. He was shorter than me and looked Spanish or Portuguese. A bit pudgy with...