Hunter
8:35pmI watched as Veronica said goodbye to the nurses as we were about leaving. I wondered when she had found the time to bond since she was just admitted this afternoon. When we got she looked at me and smiled."Let me guess, you're wondering when and how I became close to them." She said."How did you know what I was thinking?" I asked, pulling open the passenger car door so she could get in."Probably because you were looking at me with a slightly surprised face, " she commented and I closed the door and walked quickly to the driver's side. "You can't blame me for being surprised," I reversed the car out of the lot, placing a hand behind the head rest of her seat as I turned slightly to look at the rearview windshield."I've been a regular for various reasons, It's an achievement actually." She said, and I turned to see she looked proud of it. I shook my head, wondering where7:00 amHunterIt had to be close to an hour since I woke up and for the life of me I couldn't bring myself to get up from the bed. Silently, I gazed at Veronica as she slept, looking peaceful and calm, and I wondered what I had done to deserve the miracle of her. Her presence in my life was the most beautiful and the most troubling thing in my life. With her, I slept peacefully, but I worried immensely everytime I was awake. Still, if I had to choose between not knowing Veronica and being alone, and knowing her and feeling anxious I would lose her, my choice would always be the latter.She shifted her head on the pillow, mumbling quietly as she did so. A shrill sound of a cellphone interrupted the serenity of the morning and I immediately located the ringing phone so I could stop the noise. I picked up Veronica's phone, planning to end the call and put it on vibration, when I saw the caller ID displayed mother, with two pink revolving hearts beside it.I
Bainbridge island7:28amKelly watched quietly as Betty dropped the receiver after speaking to her daughter's boyfriend. Her position by the foot of the stairs, made it easier for her to listen in on what Betty had been saying without being seen. She didn't understand what the fuss was about. Why did they want a daughter that didn't want them in return, why did they keep suffering and praying that she would return home when she wasn't interested in doing so. When they had her and her child, what more could they want again.Betty suddenly turned, her excitement palpable as she walked towards the stairs, pausing she she saw she wasn't alone."Kelly, you're awake. I was just coming to check in on you." Betty smiled that open smile that made Kelly feel special just the way her mother's smile did."I woke up early and decided to help prepare breakfast," she told Betty, giving her a smile in return."Are you sure you're up to it?" Betty cautiously asked
San Francisco(Florence's house)8:35amJared sat down, looking around the kitchen he had seen a handful of times. It was tastefully decorated, blending with the yellow wallpapers and the polished wood cupboards. He knew Cynthia was responsible for decorating most parts of the house if not all and he considered asking her to decorate his living room and dining area. He had arrived last night to tell her he hadn't been able to find Tom when he saw her laughing with her daughter and her daughter's fiance.He had decided to leave her be since she looked happier than he left her that morning. It was a thing of surprise when opened the door to a knock and saw her standing in front of him, her honey colored hair being carried by the slight wind that had blown pass. He had felt this insane urge to fix her hair but he resisted, informing her instead that her hair had been in disarray. She had given him a shy, yet endearing smile as she gingerly fi
San Francisco Veronica I wore the same clothes I wore the other after having my bath, since I had no other cloth to wear. It was high time I brought some of my clothes to Hunter's place. If only I knew how he'd feel about that arrangement. Him loving me didn't mean he'd want me to pack my things into his space, but I couldn't keep spending the night at his place if I didn't have my own clothes there already, especially when the visit was not planned like last night's wasn't. Sighing, I picked up my bag and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.As I walked, I couldn't help but appreciate Hunter's house; It was tastefully designed and decorated, art pieces that to my eye costs a fortune were placed in strategic locations around the house. My favorite art piece was the one that had a young lady facing the camera, her light blonde hair whipped elegantly by the wind, her face partly covered by her hands as she playfully tried to avoid being snapped. It w
VeronicaSan Francisco10:15amHow I brought myself to step into the office building this morning, I didn't know. As I walked past security, I said a brief greeting, making a conscious effort not to look around me. If I didn't have that meeting with management and Evans, I definitely would have taken the day off, using my health as a excuse.Hunter had also not been in support of me staying out of work for the day, saying I needed to show my colleagues I had gotten over what happened even if I hadn't. I was still trying to comprehend what happened the other day as I wondered what made me faint. My fainting spells were usually triggered by something, and It was hard to pin point what exactly caused them.I pushed the thought out of my mind and stood with three people, waiting for the elevator to come down. It was while waiting Miles wrapped his arms around me and turned me around."What are you doing at work today?" He demanded in a hugely surprise
Hunter3:46pmI had interviewed four women and two men to take Grace's position and I was still not satisfied. It was while I was interviewing the last candidate, a young lady in her middle twenties who kept batting her ridiculouslong eyelashes at me that I realized that I still had to face a panel. If my license was evoked, I wouldn't have a need for a secretary anymore.If I had to choose though, I would choose to work with the young man I first saw. He was in his middle twenties too, studying part time in the university. As a psychologist, I didn't only take his word of mouth as truth as I also studied his behavior, the way he spoke and all other indicators only people in my line of work knew. All in all, he was far better than the rest.I had locked the doors to the office and began to climb down the stone steps when someone yelled my name."Hunter! Dr Fisher! " I turned and saw a woman that looked familiar but I couldn't place where I had met her before
Veronica (Office) Location: San Francisco 6:12pm Because I wanted to finish my work and compile the reports I had, I lost track of time. I could be like that sometimes; Cynthia never got tired of reminding me that I need to do this or do that because I could get so sucked into the work world, I forget to do things. One time, Louise had been watching me as he leisurely licked his milk, probably wondering what was wrong with me as I sat typing on my laptop while the food I was preparing was burning. The smoke alarm had to ring before I could notice the food was burning and the funny thing was I hadn't been in the room. Speaking of Louise, I remembered alarmingly that I hadn't gone home last night and Cynthia probably didn't either. I quickly picked up my fone to call her when I got a text message: Cynthia: Babe, I think it's finally time for us to start a schedule of taking care of Louise. He almost ripped my arm apart when I tri
Veronica(Diana's bakery)6:15pm"Tell me I'm not late." I said as I opened the door to the bakery and rushed in. Cynthia and Diana looked at me, there expression mirroring one another."We can't tell you that because you're late." Diana said, mock disappointment on her face."I had some work incidences." I told them as I moved to sit down beside Diana."Well, since I'm out of work now I can come early for girl's night now." Cynthia sighed dejectedly, stroking Louise whom I had failed to see when I first came in. I stretched my hand across the table between us and she passed him to me."What do you mean by out of work?" I asked, wondering what she meant by it."It means I don't have a job, I am jobless, my statistics has been deducted from the employed statistics, I am without work, capisce?" She scowled."O-kay! When did that happen?" I asked, facing Diana instead."Yesterday, she had an outburst and insulted her b