Handing over the contract to the police officer, I stand up to leave but recollect that Kelly might still be in lock-up, so I swing around. " Excuse me, officer, please I would like to see my ex-cell mate, I don't know if she is still here?" I request." Who is that, do you know her name?" He asks." yeah, Kelly! Her name is kelly. She was brought in yesterday and we shared the same cell room." I illustrate." Oh you mean, the spoilt bratty? Here she comes." He gestures with his head tilting backward while using his chin to point towards her direction.What he said and how the officer described Kelly wasn't appropriate in the least, deeming her " a spoilt bratty" is an awful thing to do especially for someone like him. A mere glance at him I presume he must be at the age range of forty-five to fifty, which means he must be married and probably have kids. He never thought that being a parent, The girl in question might be his daughter or his son tomorrow, and that
Finally, we arrive at home and I go directly to my room and slump on the mattress. It feels good to be able to sense the touch of the soft mattress and not the boulder at the jail cell." phew! I take a sharp sigh as I fondle my paunch, now filled with two medium cheeseburgers and a large cup of coffee, the way I like it. Thanks to Sam we were apt to at some restaurant on our way back home and had something to eat, it was her treat since I had no cash on me.While I am enjoying my soft mattress, I hear the phone vibrating on the bed and quickly I jumped hoping it might be Greg's call, I ransack the entire place and finally, I found it lying at the corner of the bed.I pick it up immediately without checking who it is, " H-hello!" My voice trembles in excitement." Hailey my dear, how are you doing sweetie?" I hear my mum's voice over the phone and I hang up at once, I cannot explain what made me do what I just did or why, perhaps I don't want to hear what s
"Hailey wake up! I'm ready." The delightful whiff of a sumptuous repast rips into my nostrils, I plunge from my slumber and promptly wore the flip flops lying by the corner of the bed as I pursue the savory aroma to the kitchen with my eyes half-closed." Oh hey! You are up? I hear Sam's voice as I swerve and find her squatting by the oven." Urgh! Yeah. I browse around the kitchen in probe of that which has deprived sleep of my eyes." You must be hungry, dinner is almost ready. Care to set the table?" Sam requests while wearing a mitten and reaching out to open the oven."Yeah, I pick the plates and cutlery on the table and start placing them where they should be. what smells so good?" I let out, could no longer curb the intense suspense of what meal Sam is making that smells so fascinating." I'm making Chicken dumplings, want to know a secret?" She squirm's over and lugs the baking tray out of the oven." yeah?" I place the last dish on the ta
I spruced up in a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt, all ready to go." What! Is this what you are wearing to surprise our cutie? Oh no, no, no. no fucking way!" She yells repeatedly." Why not? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I retort." What's wrong with what you are wearing? She scuffs. Everything is wrong with what you are wearing girl! She sighs. I need to find you something to wear, you don't plan on slapping that cutie on the face with your attitude while wearing that and looking like a delivery lady with cats, lots of cats at home." She shrugs as she walks to my closet and browses through them." Hey! I don't want I look fancy-schmancy, I just want to hand him the check back and show him that not everyone worships money as he does." I explained." Stop talking and put these on, she threw a black gown to me. And please make it snappy, I'm growing impatient already, I need to catch a glimpse of his face again. She mumbles in excitement as
On getting to the fiftieth floor, the elevator stops and we alight from it, and instantly our jaws drop at the sight of the huge busy office, men and women in cooperating attire as they pace through and fro whilst holding laptops, office files, and extra.The number of lawyers working under him seems a whole lot, as I walk up to the receptionist sitting behind her desk, Sam settles down on the chair at the reception." Hi! I'm here to see Mr. Colton." I say nicely as she looks up and locks eyes with me." Do you have an appointment with him, ma'am?" She enquires." Not exactly, it's just that he mistakenly dropped his valid check and I like to return it to him, that's all," I explained." Wow! That's so sweet of you, kindly have a seat and I will inform him." She muttered with a smile and a stare of admiration." Umm, I have an idea!" I whispered to her." Yeah, go on." She pays listening ears to me." Why don't you let me go see him once he i
" Nothing new happened Sam, at least not something that I've never discerned before. What else do you expect from a man like him besides being defiant, showboating, and flaunting his wealth in front of the world." I reply furiously.Sam heaves a sigh while gaping at me. " you know there is a saying that goes, ' Tomorrow is like a wrapped box of gift, you never know what's inside until it's finally opened." She quotes." And what is that suppose to mean?" I questioned her." Nothing, I'm just going to sit back and watch how the gift of tomorrow unfolds." She smirks while raising her eyebrows weirdly again.As we were having our conversation, the waitress appears with our brunch, some nicely baked bagel, croissants with a chocolate filling, some fresh strawberries, and two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice. Of course, the bill is Still on Sam since it was her idea we come for brunch, however, I might split the bills and pay half of it to help us out. the fac
Throughout our trip to Sam's coffee shop, she kept on a wry face and didn't say a word to me.I've heard people who live in New York City can speak and understand the mumbling utterances made in the train by the conductor but I get to witness it once we got to the street we are to stop and immediately the conductor mumbles something which I paid no attention to Sam stands up." Let's go, the train won't be taking the route we are supposed to alight at the due to some issues." She explained." Wait, how did you learn all these?" I ask."I speak conductor fluently." She brags as she continues out and I follow her though surprised at how weird it is that she could hear and understand apparently what the conductor just murmured.We found our way through the station and outside to the road where we take a cab down to her coffee shop as we make our entrance into the shop.Two of her young employees, a young male college student and a middle-aged Spanish lady,
It's been a month, a beautiful stress-free month of working with Sam at her coffee and pastry shop. I enjoy every single bit of my time serving and giving all my attention to the customer's needs, I don't think there is a part of my job I didn't like Though it paid a little, however, the fact that I can earn a dollar at the end of the day means so much to me. In barely a month now I have saved up enough cash to buy a new window phone for myself, at least now I will be proficient to browse the internet and socialize via social media, and of course with my fake identity and a picture of some celebrity or nature on my wall.I try to keep everything about me clandestine and it seems to be working perfectly, Eventually, my life is turning out to be stress-free with some happy mode activated, though, sometimes Sam can be a little uptight and inflexible when it comes to the subject of how to make some changes with the coffee shop, however, I understand what she is doing, making an eff