His Other Half

the office has never seemed longer on trembling legs. When I am finally on t

my skin. My elbow hits into the door at my back and I move away as though burn

Emmy," I ca

boss. Get over it already. What

I answer the phone and sat heavily onto m

me to warm up while I get the mails. I am waiting at the el

again as though that would make the elevator appear

and hit the button for

elevator for Mr.

but I make the mistake of looking up at them. No way out of th

and although I try to avoid looking at him, my eyes keep flickering to him, drawn to him by some inexplicable reason. It couldn't be that I am attracted to

button on the elevator. What the hell? Doesn'

des bring him over to me and he is close. Way too close. I am r

ood God was that

Cather makes you out to be," he says gruf

ut to strike me and then strokes my c

he asks softly but I know better th

ut, hating myself for t

t but it doesn't at all. He holds me firmly enough for me to know I wouldn't be getting

est from you. Thanks to your boss who extolls your finer attributed greatly, I e

. "Is anyone there? We've a rep

o respond. "The elevator is fine," he announces and releas

for him to step out first. I could still feel the impression of his hand on my c

ee you at six

Work didn't beg

could look back at me. "One more thing, you'll fi

ver and smirks before ste

work with a lunatic? Why had he grabbed my chin like that? Doesn't he know anything about personal space because he'd invaded mine and without

rn when I got to her desk. "Word has

respond which i

billionaire? You should see the women he usually goes out with. If you

pry and find out as much as I can about the mr James Thomson but I don't dare to bring i

taking over Cather's, is he? Because he's famous for that you know? Taking over small companie

by Mr. James's golden touch. Someone must be spreading rumors because his grip o

ounce if such a thing is happ

alking the three flights. After almost being assaulted by that man a

g them in a pile to Mr. Cather'

unces with a sad smile. "I'll leave a forward address with you Emmy and

ill Mr.

eaving when his voice sto

said almost

s s

"He is a most unorthodox man but he has a record for turning profits. You'll be worki

ng there is much more he w

ka

s asked a

is it. "

has said anything. "Ah it's nothing I suppose

concern. "Is there someth

ng is fine, Emmy. Mr. James w

of the day, I work quietly, my mind occupied with some serious thoughts. Thoughts of handing in my resignation. But should I allow the actions o

here would be waterworks. He is an amazing boss, the type who remembers everyone's birthday and b

go home but nervous about returning tomorrow. By the time I get home

s no qualms with walking over people. I would find another job. s

he air and the sound of a bird singing. I pulled on my coat, opened the front door of the house, and took off down the street. As I did s

turned to ashes in that instant. Yet, as I crossed the street, my soul was as strong as ever. That's how it felt. Now, when it mattered, nothin

nce. Then, gradually, slowly, quietly, like a sleepwalker, every sense of what was happening in f

ey. His clothes were elegant and yet, his face was so close that I could almost see his face, see the features of a man I once knew. Before I even knew it, h

nation that the person standing in the alley was not the man I knew. Who was he? Where did he come from? he

again, nor will they ever see me again. There is n