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a little longer at the kitchen counter, and Mom's bedroom. I inhaled the smoky memories this house held for me. Our home, our lives all manifested in here, it wasn't easy letting go, just imme

mirror, nodding his head like he was impressed. 'Darling," Phillip's eyes were on the road when she placed her hands on his biceps as he drove flexing his muscles unintentionally. "Cami here, has a master degree in finance. So it's only natural she chooses a finance manager for a job." She concluded as a proud smile plastered on her face. "I see. What do you plan to do? You know after getting a job" he asked inquisitively. He meant no harm and just finding little ways to help me out here, but his questions were coming off as an interrogation. It was making me uneasy for a bit but then I just had to remember that he meant well. "I plan to get an advanced payment. So I can, you know, get an apartment of my own. I mean, I can't stay with you guys forever. Sooner or later I will have to stand on my own. " "That's true. But you can stay as long as you want until you are stable alright." He assured me. There was some kind of relief in his statement, a space where I can be safe. Not that I am not, but there is an assurance that I have found family in him. Well, he's about to get married to my sister, of course he's family. "I will also see if I can get vacancies in some big companies around here. It won't be too hard to find." he proposed. Judy and I thanked him and there it was. That moment where I won't have to bother about trying out so many interviews before I get that one job. That doesn't mean I won't try, it just means it's getting easier for me, which I'm genuinely grateful for. Phillip is a big shot web developer that has big connect, for these big tech companies. Considering the fact he is also a tech person, so his assistance in helping me get vacancies was definitely something I could count on. Seattle isn't just known for it's livable activities in the arts, they also one of the top cities that are successful in industrial technology, hence the numerous glass tall buildings, all over the city. While we were going to Phillips place, I narrowed my eyes as I let the wind gently breathe on me. I filled my eyes with the beautiful sight of the city as the car moved faster to our destination. Phillip and Judy said something about Port Townsend, two hours away from Seattle. It didn't take long, we arrived at Phillips mansion. As I came down from the car, I stared i