A NEW JOB

TERESA

Just like a statue standing tall against the winds and rain. One that did not move, not by an inch. Just like a tree with deep roots that did not bend and remained motionless. This was how I felt in front of this man who, by the mere presence, disturbed me. I wanted to disappear, but where and why? I came here with a purpose. The thought of losing to this man fueled me to push harder. So I didn’t let him see how I felt around him.

I was creating different images in my mind just so I would not let myself be intimidated by him. Trying to imagine my wonderful moments just to ease my tension and my breathing.

I prayed to God in succeeding to master my emotions faster than his eyes, mesmerizing me. He became the central attraction of my sinful fantasies, and sometimes I had moments when I was too ashamed to admit my thoughts, even to myself. I was the only way I could dream of him. But I still wonder what he was doing in my dreams? Who let him in there?

His dancing sky-blue eyes w