I Like Your Shoes
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