Chapter Seven

‘It’s all right to put on the weight of the world on your shoulders sometimes, if you know how to take it off.’ Quote by James Patterson.

“Hey May, are you ready to go out tonight and party?” April glanced up from her book and grinned at her friend Trent, who had plonked down beside her. He gestured with his hand, miming drinking. May was the name she used at university.

“Definitely.” April scanned the courtyard, observing students lounging on the lawns of the university campus. Exams were finally over and everyone was relaxed. Some would leave the university, while others would return next year. Who would have imagined four years ago that she would graduate with an MBA someday?

Initially, she had enrolled in the program to prove to everyone that she could do anything. But it hadn’t taken long for her to fall in love with every minute of her studies. She hadn’t wanted to trade in on her family’s name. So she had used her middle name of May, which had in fact been her grandmother’s name