Struck by Love

if Angelo would call, even though it had only been one day. He was already consuming her thoughts. As a result, she was running late

lored hardwood floors that were present throughout the Kinetic offices, except for the corner o

dropped her bags off at her desk as they passed by. She t

ey supported the community and got the company name in the arts sections of the indie papers when they m

esk was large, sleek and modern and there was a cream colored leather sofa and two chairs surrounding a circular glass coffee table in the center. It had a purple orchi

id, flipping her long, re

ilently

t what you think are the best jobs of the bunch. Then I need you to do a search for competitor ads. Same thing

abbing the files and doing her best to fake some

e said, lacing her

oda

eas around a new campaign for their business. They're meeting me here at 2:30 pm. and I need

notice. What’s the c

so I don’t want to say anything yet. Hence also the rush. You’d better get

e weight of the files. Raquel always kept her bigger pro

el called after her. “I won’t be leaving

ck. The files were heavy and she was upset. Still not even a thanks. One day, she thought, I won’t be

a cup of her favorite coffee. “Guess the office coffee will have to do,” she mutter

iveness for the target audience. She pulled the ones aside that stood out for her and made some quick notes as to why. She then

he dozens of ads she had reviewed. She put them together in a neat folder and typed up a summary of

he knew she did. She looked at the time. 12:05 pm. She finished early. Raquel

No problem at all, that’s one of our specialties…Wonderful…I look forward t

ready as requested,” she said

and. Without a word, she started flipping through the pages inside. She took

ed and turn

rch and this meeting is on such short notice, I’d like to have you si

eing involved in a client proposal. This would be her first t

to say or do anything in the meeting unless I ask you to. I’m running the meeting and will be the sp

ot

p yourself for possible questions if they come up. If they

,” Laura said, as s

e the

ever had her own agency. She’d inspire loyalty by treating people with respect and giving them opportunities to shine. If she ever got ther

he might learn something in this client meeting. She couldn

esk, which was in an open area near some tall filing cabinets, with her lunch and stared at her colorful collection of mag

ing out pictures of places she hoped to visit one day: Paris, Vienna, Rome, Venice,

aribbean music. It always lifted her spirits and made her feel happy and light

Raquel came up to her desk. Laur

to make a delivery to us on such short notice. I

” Laura

pick up an assortment of baked goods, some bot

0 p.m. “Me? I-uh…” she wasn't too happy

e you. They get pret

almost finished noodles

can expense it later,” Raquel

ck? That’s going to

her an annoyed look. “I

oonfuls of noodles down and grabbed her p

y two minutes. The lined moved slowly. It was a busy day for the area’s favorite bakeshop. She knew Piccadilly’s was well

nute wait. We just ran out of cof

looking at her watch. It wa

oman at the co

p up a bit while she waited. She hoped she’d be able to track

pt please.” She took the receipt, then piled the items in her arms. It was going t

dewalk in front of the b

d cars to wave him down. No luck. He sped past her with two people in the

ighed and went back to the sidewalk. Her load was g

e growing heavier by the minute. She spotted another cab. This time she was deter

d started yelling at her. “Are you crazy

she groaned as she shifte

for an important meeting. If I don’t get there on time

s. “I’ve heard it all. I’m sor

sked, her despe

her the

give you a big tip if you drop me off,”

spunk. That’s got to cou

of the cab so she could open the door. She load

sped off towar

ifer? Hi, it’s Laura. Can you meet me out front? I’ve got an armload of stuff and I

you to get all that stuff

t a j

ou in a few min

” the cab dr

like every

. A couple of minutes later

a said as she paid him

as she unloaded her b

e. Jennifer was there waiting. She waved and h

killing me, it took

n-length light brown bob, was 5’2”, and a little on the heavy side. She was twenty years old, with a handful of colle

e just been demoted

in and set them down i

close aren’t you?” She gave a long dramatic lo

r was covered in flyaways. “It was pretty bus

going to be here soon and I want to have

Laura looked a

elp, wench,” Jennif

“I’d better get

ll h

lly appreciate

nce room. Laura had just dropped her purse off at her desk and was chan

kly tossed her running

e length skirt. She then grabbed a Kleenex and wiped the perspiration from her brow and her cleavage. She tried

nd gasped. Oh my God, she th