"Hey Lisa" I opened my office and called Lisa her cubicle was right in front of my office. I was shocked when I got offered a office and not a cubicle. I knew people didn't like me at first, they thought my father helped me get the job but proved myself to be hardworking.
"Yes, Myra" she answered looking at me
"Who gave me the flowers?" I whispered not wanting the others to hear
"Oh, we don't know some guy delivered with before you came it. It's probably your father or something" she says going back to her work.
It got delivered it? My dad wouldn't send me flowers, would he? He wasn't like that. I walked back into my office and closed my door.
I walked to my desk and picked up the white card, it felt like cardboard but tin. I turned it around,I almost fainted when I read it. I could hear my heart beat like drums in my ears
"Ms Myra,
I was very impressed in your article about me, I can say it's the first time someone called me ageist but not sexist. But I was a bit disappointed, I personally thought we got on well, I guess I thought wrong. Allow me too correct that please, I will like to invite you for another interview on Friday evening at 6pm with my business partner Luke Thomas. I will like to apologise for my rudeness physical and correct what you think about me.
Mr Kingsley"
I sat down and re reading it twice before it sank in. He wanted to apologise, he invited for another interview with Luke Thomas as well. I couldn't believe this, it was very hard to believe. This might be Emma playing a prank on me of something. But I looked at the card and it had Kingsley co-operation craved on it. And it was written with ink. He personally wrote this to me. My head was about to explode.
I don't feel comfortable going, not after what I wrote. But I couldn't turn down this, I had the chance to interview two most richest men in New York again. He did say he wanted to apologise and change what I thought of him. I read the letter again making sure I wasn't getting it wrong.
I went into my boss office with the letter in hand, I needed to ask me what to do. I know he would tell me to do it, the more publicity the better.
"Mr George" I knocked on his door
"Come in" I called out
"Oh Myra, how can I help you?"
Mr George was an older man, he was in his fifties I think. He was a very kind man, he knew my father when they were younger. I would like to think that's why I didn't get the job but I think it was. So I wanted to prove to him that I was a good editor and took my job seriously.
"I have to ask you something" I tell him taking a sit
"What is it?" He asked worried
"Mr Kingsley sent me a letter, he wants to do another interview including his partner Luke Thomas" I tell him giving him the letter.
He collected the letter to read it. I sat there quietly as he read over it.
"I see" he murmurs "this is amazing!" he exclaimed
"Really?"
"Yes, yes this is good, interviewing both of them will make the prints sales increase again. And the facts that he wants to apologise that will be a good title heading, but you don't have be the one to go if you feel uncomfortable" he says looking at me "I can give this one to Lisa. She will do a good job"
"No, Sir I can do this" I rushed out
I don't want him to give this to someone else. Not that I don't like Lisa, she was a good friend but giving her this will make me look unserious. And I didn't want him to think that. Besides Mr Kingsley asked for me, he wanted to apologise too me.
"Are you sure?" he looked at me hesitant "this is bigger than the first one"
"Yes Sir, I will not let you down" I tell him
"You did do a good job before" he says thinking "ok good to the meeting on Friday after work but I expect it on my desk first thing in Monday morning"
"Thank you Sir" I say smiling at him.
"Good" he nodded giving me back the note.
I leave his office, smiling. I can't believe I get to interview him twice, I didn't know if I was excited to see him or for having the front page again.
"What's got you smiling" Lisa stopped me when I walked past her cubicle
"Nothing, I have another interview with Mr Kingsley again but this time with Luke Thomas" I tell her smiling
Luke Thomas was just has handsome as he was, I believe they were friends from childhood. But Luke was more approachable, the ladies were more interested in him. He was dreamy and cheeky.
"That's amazing" she was smiling but it didn't reach her eyes "how did it happen"
"Well the flowers were from him and he wants to apologise"
"He sent you the flowers?" she asked shocked
"Yes, I know right. How nice of him" I thought. He must really be sorry.
"I don't see why he would get you flowers?" she says her eyes looking at my body
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing, I have to get back to work" she turned around back at her computer. I ignored her comment and went back into my office, the beautiful flowers was still on my desk. I need to tell my mom and Emma they will lose their mind. Especially Emma she has been opposing over Luke forever.
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"Oh honey it's beautiful" I see my mother in the kitchen as I walked through the door. She walked towards me and took the flowers out my hands. I wasn't surprised she was here, she always came once a week to cook for us. If it wasn't for her food me and Emma will be leaving in takeout every night.
Being busy with work and well I couldn't cook and Emma was as useless as me, so didn't mind her coming at night too cook for us. It was her way of making sure we were still alive and breathing. She drives all the way from Long Island were I grew up. She and papa were very reluctant to let me leave alone in the city, so I decided to get a place with Emma.
"Hey mama" I kiss her cheek "is Emma home yet?"
"Yes baby, she's in her room" she says going back to the food she was cooking "I can't believe that man sent you flowers he must really like you"
"No mama, he doesn't like me" I rolled my eyes "he just wants to fix his image"
"A man doesn't send flowers unless he like you" she says
"Mama, look at me. Do I look like someone he would date or even like" I ask her eating a plantain she fried.
"Myra Nalda Williams!" She yelled my full name "you are a beautiful girl, any man will be lucky to have you"
"I keep telling her, Melissa" Emma joined us
"I know I am beautiful mama, just not as beautiful and small like the women he dates"
"He is a fool if he can't see that you are better than them" mama say making me roll my eyes. She had too say that cause she was my mother.
"I can't believe you get to meet Luke, I am so jealous" Emma whines making me laugh "I knew I should have become a journalist instead of a stupid interior designer"