How the Mighty Have Fallen

Stella

I weave through the tables, greeting my customers. A lot of my regulars are here tonight, and I stop at Sylvia’s table. She’s here with her friends, Lunas like her. I know most of them from when Vance and I were married.

Sylvia looks up at me, and I plaster on a smile. “Hi, dear,” she says, her tone as patronizing as ever. “Wonderful food tonight.”

She gestures to her empty plate, and I wa