knows about my writing.
Julie called just as I finished my journal entry to tell me all
about Brett. Apparently, she was still at his place, and she was spending the
night. I was a little jealous knowing Alex was probably upstairs in his
apartment.
“Hey, I need to tell you something.” I wasn’t sure if this was
the right time, but I wanted her to know. “Do you know about Brett’s past
relationship?”
“Do you mean about his divorce? Yes, I do. He told me last night.
It’s no big deal. He was young, and she tried to trap him. He wised up and got
out.”
She sounded so sure about everything. “Okay, as long as you know
and are fine with it. Sorry, Julie, I just needed to make sure that you knew.”
“I know, and I love you for telling me.”
“Have fun, Jules, and stay safe.”
Julie sighed and sounded a tad sarcastic, no very sarcastic, “Yes,
Mom. I’ll call you tomorrow morning; maybe we can hang out tomorrow. I want to
hear about the rest of your night. I love you.”
“Love you too. Talk to you tomorrow.” I set my phone on my side
table and tried to fall asleep, but my phone chimed indicating that I had a
text message.
Alex: 10:15 p.m.—I just wanted to tell you that I had a
great time tonight. Sweet dreams.
Me: 10:25 p.m.—I did too. Thank you for a wonderful time
and a great day. Sweet dreams.
And what sweet dreams I had. I dreamed of Alex, and the things he
was doing to me were amazing. I actually woke up feeling sated and refreshed,
when I should have been exhausted after all the action I had in my dream. I
smiled and thought of the past couple of days and couldn’t believe how much had
changed in such a short amount of time.
My job hunt began that day. I made coffee and grabbed my laptop
to search the career websites and local online job boards. I had money saved,
but I needed to make sure I had some sort of income. My parents set up an
account for me, but I really wanted to do this on my own.
I decided to call my parents. It was afternoon in Paris, so I
gave them a ring. My mom answered, “ Bonjour, Aubrey.” I just laughed.
“Hi, Mom, how are you and Dad doing?”
“We’re fine. How is everything there? Is the apartment okay? Did
you find a job yet?”
“The apartment is great, Mom, and everything is fine. I am
actually starting my job hunt today. I’ll let you know how it goes. How is
Paris?” I needed to change topics and make it about her, since I really didn’t
have anything to report—that I wanted her to know about anyway.
My mom sighed, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “Paris is
beautiful, honey. The stores and restaurants are to die for. I decided the
reason there are so many boutiques is because people keep gaining weight from
eating so much!” She laughed. “We miss you, sweetheart. What would you think if
we bought you a ticket to visit us?”
Wow, going to the most romantic city in the world would be great
for my research, but that would mean that I’d be away from Alex and unable to
look for a job. “Let’s see how my job search goes today. But, yes, I would love
to visit you. I just don’t know when.”
“Okay, baby, I have to go. Your father and I have dinner plans. We
love you.”
“Love you too, Mom, and be sure to kiss Dad for me.”
I started my search with the local papers; there were some intern
positions that didn’t pay anything, so they were out. The positions were limited.
I probably should have done this a lot sooner. Most of the college graduates had
started this process, months ago. I don’t know what I was thinking. I should
have too. I was getting beyond frustrated. I signed up for a few email alerts
and hoped something would come up. I was just about to close my laptop when I
decided to “Google” Alex. I opened the search engine and typed in “Alex Logan.”
I started to feel creepy about the entire thing, not to mention nervous, so I
never hit search.
I called Julie, figuring she had to be at work by now.
Julie called just as I finished my journal entry to tell me all
about Brett. Apparently, she was still at his place, and she was spending the
night. I was a little jealous knowing Alex was probably upstairs in his
apartment.
“Hey, I need to tell you something.” I wasn’t sure if this was
the right time, but I wanted her to know. “Do you know about Brett’s past
relationship?”
“Do you mean about his divorce? Yes, I do. He told me last night.
It’s no big deal. He was young, and she tried to trap him. He wised up and got
out.”
She sounded so sure about everything. “Okay, as long as you know
and are fine with it. Sorry, Julie, I just needed to make sure that you knew.”
“I know, and I love you for telling me.”
“Have fun, Jules, and stay safe.”
Julie sighed and sounded a tad sarcastic, no very sarcastic, “Yes,
Mom. I’ll call you tomorrow morning; maybe we can hang out tomorrow. I want to
hear about the rest of your night. I love you.”
“Love you too. Talk to you tomorrow.” I set my phone on my side
table and tried to fall asleep, but my phone chimed indicating that I had a
text message.
Alex: 10:15 p.m.—I just wanted to tell you that I had a
great time tonight. Sweet dreams.
Me: 10:25 p.m.—I did too. Thank you for a wonderful time
and a great day. Sweet dreams.
And what sweet dreams I had. I dreamed of Alex, and the things he
was doing to me were amazing. I actually woke up feeling sated and refreshed,
when I should have been exhausted after all the action I had in my dream. I
smiled and thought of the past couple of days and couldn’t believe how much had
changed in such a short amount of time.
My job hunt began that day. I made coffee and grabbed my laptop
to search the career websites and local online job boards. I had money saved,
but I needed to make sure I had some sort of income. My parents set up an
account for me, but I really wanted to do this on my own.
I decided to call my parents. It was afternoon in Paris, so I
gave them a ring. My mom answered, “ Bonjour, Aubrey.” I just laughed.
“Hi, Mom, how are you and Dad doing?”
“We’re fine. How is everything there? Is the apartment okay? Did
you find a job yet?”
“The apartment is great, Mom, and everything is fine. I am
actually starting my job hunt today. I’ll let you know how it goes. How is
Paris?” I needed to change topics and make it about her, since I really didn’t
have anything to report—that I wanted her to know about anyway.
My mom sighed, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “Paris is
beautiful, honey. The stores and restaurants are to die for. I decided the
reason there are so many boutiques is because people keep gaining weight from
eating so much!” She laughed. “We miss you, sweetheart. What would you think if
we bought you a ticket to visit us?”
Wow, going to the most romantic city in the world would be great
for my research, but that would mean that I’d be away from Alex and unable to
look for a job. “Let’s see how my job search goes today. But, yes, I would love
to visit you. I just don’t know when.”
“Okay, baby, I have to go. Your father and I have dinner plans. We
love you.”
“Love you too, Mom, and be sure to kiss Dad for me.”
I started my search with the local papers; there were some intern
positions that didn’t pay anything, so they were out. The positions were limited.
I probably should have done this a lot sooner. Most of the college graduates had
started this process, months ago. I don’t know what I was thinking. I should
have too. I was getting beyond frustrated. I signed up for a few email alerts
and hoped something would come up. I was just about to close my laptop when I
decided to “Google” Alex. I opened the search engine and typed in “Alex Logan.”
I started to feel creepy about the entire thing, not to mention nervous, so I
never hit search.
I called Julie, figuring she had to be at work by now.
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