Miguel Ice's P.O.V"Maaaa!" I called."Wait a minute. Here I am! Don't be hurry! You have long hours still. Besides, your going to take a bus going there." mom answered and was also confused."This is my first job interview,mom. I don't want to be late, and one more thing, I want to have a job so you don't have to work in the market. I will be the one who will, provides for both of us," I explained to my mom."My son, don't put pressure on yourself. If a job is for you, it will be for you." she rubbed my face and hair."I'm fine; I'm not a baby anymore, mom," I replied to him."This is for lunch; this is your snack. If you're going to spend the night there, this is extra money for dinner; don't go hungry, huh? Call me if it's not enough and you need something.""Yeah, I know, mom. You told me this seven times?, so don't worry," I replied to mom."And one more thing, don't worry too much about what I'll call every hour; rest here at home while I'm gone." I said to her. I left the hous
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