[Mandy's Diary Today]
I couldn't remember the last time I fed Angus. I missed my cat in my old house. Just a few seconds ago I called Mom, asking about Angus—he's so old now. I wish I could bring Angus here, to this new house, and kept me company as usual. I missed the times when he rubbed his soft fur against my feet, cuddled up by wagging his long tail, and meowed a little.
Not only that, I wanted to invite Angus here because I knew Justin would be busy with his pile of work. Look at him now. Just arrived from Paris two hours ago, he was already pacing back and forth talking with different phones in his right and left hands. I let out an exasperated sigh, let him talk to two people at once on different phones.
"Yeah, I can work on that. Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute." He switched to the cell phone in his left hand. "I will be attending the charity event. Of course. Why can't I? So I have to go with my assistant?"
Oh my god, poor my baby. I shook my head in concern. Concerned about his busy life, also concerned about myself being neglected. Maybe if I got hired as an editor, I could keep up with Justin's busy schedule and not be home alone. Although, maybe later we would be busier with each other's activities than together. Hell, it wasn't just about married life where both partners were making out all the time. I appreciated Justin's time. He was a workaholic, not even concerned about his health.
"We start tomorrow. Well. Thank you very much, Miss Miller." After talking to two people on his cell phone, he finally finished the chat and put the two phones in different pockets. He took a short breath, then approached me, who was sitting with his chin in front of the television, watching my favorite television program.
"Tomorrow I start to work again," Justin said as he positioned himself beside me, stretching his arms around my shoulders so I could lean against his chest.
"Same, I have an interview with Mrs. Mason, editor-in-chief of the fashion magazine Candice works for." If the stupid Candice could get the job, why can't I? It must be easy to get it.
"Hopefully you get the editorship you wish." Justin kissed me on the top of my head, gently stroking my hair. I wrapped my arms around his waist, hugged him tightly still with my head resting in front of his chest. "Oh, I wanted to take you to the festival in the town square. You like festivals, I know that."
Suddenly, I lifted my head to look at him. A smile formed on my lips, showing a row of my teeth in front of him. "Of course!" And it reminded me of when he took me to the festival in the town square, for the first time when we were sitting on the senior bench.
"Good. Let's enjoy our time together before busying each other with our respective jobs." He poked my nose, making me wince in exasperation.
I tightened my arms around his waist again, leaning my head in front of my chest, watching the television program in front of us while laughing together.