Two

Luna read Samuel's letter while, between sighs, watched that movie she loved so much. She got distracted from time to time and had to go back to reading from the beginning.

This boy was driving her crazy, not in a good way. He was driving her crazy, hysterical.... Every day she received a letter from him, asking for forgiveness, begging her...it was totally annoying.

She stopped concentrating on the letter and went straight to her laptop. She hadn't checked her notifications in a while and thought maybe she would have one or two, maybe three emails, she didn't have many friends and mostly hung out with the girls she knew from work.

She opened his e-mail, and to her surprise, she had 29 unopened ones.

She opened the first one, it was from her mother. She answered everything very briefly, she didn't get along with her but he still loved her. Their relationship had become stormy when she found out how much she had alienated her from her father. She wasn't a bad mother, if somewhat overprotective. She had taken her away from the city at a young age and had not allowed her to receive visits from any relatives on her father's side. Something she still hadn't forgiven her for.

The others, were from the same post.

"Hello, I am contacting you because I saw your profile on Gold Nest, can this be you? My name is James Bexell, and I am interested in hiring you. I would like to meet with you as soon as possible. I'm sure you've been notified that I'm interested in hiring you, but I would like to interview you first. I look forward to hearing from you. James x".

Mm, she had another email from her work, from the night before. That was probably it. She read on.

"Pardon my insistence, but I need your help, can you let me know?".

She stopped reading. It was obvious that this man was desperate.

Shee started writing a reply.

"Mr. Bexell, how are you? the agency advised me not too long ago of your request. I am willing to grant you an interview as I consider it extremely necessary for the acquaintance process. You may write to me by this means. However, the interview has to be at the agency's office. I am available this week. Best regards. Luna x"

She pressed enter and sent the e-mail.

Lately there were no people needing her services, all her colleagues had almost permanent jobs and she was still available. When she was a child she would never have thought of working in a place like this, i.e. babysitting. But it was a really rewarding job, as she could somehow help children who didn't get much attention from their parents.

Later that week, she found himself in the middle of a soggy mess. The main faucet in the bathroom had started leaking sometime during the night, making the floor a perfect place to slip and die from a blow to the head.

How dramatic! she thought.

After ten minutes of drying the floor and managing to keep it from continuing to leak, she was able to get into the shower. Mr. Bexell would be downtown at about ten in the morning. And it was...nine o'clock? She was running late.

She quickly made a choice of clothes to wear if she had to make a good impression. She wanted to get that job.

She took a black dress to a little before her knees, put on a pair of shoes that weren't too flashy, and let her hair down. Makeup, just a little bit of everything.

She went down to the kitchen and made herself a simple breakfast. Simple and lonely. A cup of coffee just like that, with nothing else.

She was looking for something decent to watch on TV, if only to pass the time that was left over.

Quickly his alarm went off. It was a quarter past nine.

Dirty dishes were left in the kitchen and she quickly went out, put on her coat and hailed the first cab she could find.