58. Hero

Adrian 

The place where I work is heaven for me, able to turn a bad mood into a bright one. Lucky I followed Carl's advice to work here. First salary, $750.

"See? Your smile is so cute after receiving the money," Carl commented.

"Don't bother him Carl, you'll get a bad tattoo later," said my coworker.

Carl sat on the couch waiting to count the store cash. His eyes glowed unblinking. His laughter began to resemble Mr. John.

"In two months I can buy a new motorbike," he muttered.

"Learn to ride a motorcycle first," I said.

He was still laughing carelessly. Money base.

After my 'patient' was satisfied I was about to work on another patient, but a little boy walked into my work place. Elisa's child tugged at the bottom of my shirt.

Seeing his nephew bothering me at work, Carl commented, "Kid, if you want to play this afternoon, yes, now Uncle Adrian is at work."

The little boy didn'