Stop Testing Me, Don
"What do you want in return? Or is this some rich guy's 'test' too?"
David looked surprised for a moment, then laughed softly.
"I don't need to test you. I'm investing in your talent, and I trust my own judgment completely." He set the card down beside me. "If you're interested, come to this address at ten tomorrow morning. If not, keep the umbrella. It'll keep the rain off."
He didn't pressure me or treat me like a charity case.
For the first time in three years, someone had treated me with dignity.
So I went.