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I Like Your Shoes

Chapter 2 Germs Hate The Light

Word Count: 1106    |    Released on: 20/09/2018

blue eyes I'd been expecting, I met a pair

some brown eyes that looked as dead as th

st another's words and

of my thoughts. I eye his firmly pressed, blue jacket and regret my has

I'm

d in my direction. I take it, hoping

n." Confident

more." Squeaky,

g on my lips. I nod slightly instead. Cecelia had to pull a few strings to get

onal assistant?" I thought I heard a

ns him up. My eyes narrow infinitesimally. Sudd

ng. I see a few people working furiously on their computers, the reds in their

, as opposed to the dingy shells the o

ecause his office had just a speck of color in one of the corners, a

ely, " Timo

at he's already found a suitable ca

me important business, so he wo

that some

will be taking your

citurn man I'd seen on the first page of every magazine for being the richest man of America

p aud

e way, M

?

y emerges out of the grey doo

u realize someone's going

ight in." He instructs politely. Taking a sharp brea

thing I see

is pitc

. Peeking out of the room in

roblem. The lights are off, are y

the door behind you!" He assures me, and turns

to face the dark room. Rolling my eyes, I let th

eps later, I h

h. The voice is cold, curt, and rigid. I didn't w

enough and sink into it. I wait

llemore,

ousness, Ambrosia? I wanted to s

of Calum's a

" Firmer t

rk, Miss Bellemore." Not

ect otherwise

uned to the darkness. I see a lar

re quite inexperienced, aren

assure you that w

ake your wo

moment in d

people I've had to interview in the last two years

, s

ir do

ke my

youngsters who'll do anything for you to get a promotion. So, I'

and then clea

all her life and I've made it out strong. I think for a man who has the tendency to fire people for

't have s

We'll get back to you s

tart walking out. Five baby steps later, some

ir

ere leaving, M

I wasn't going to see him again, I reason, there's no way he'll giv

at, Miss

all the lights of

him s

that germs multiply eighty five

, S

you are. No

e room, directing a wink at Mr. Green, wh

ng my mother looking at me with disappointment and Mr. Achorn te

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