A lost soul

That feeling

It has been a couple months and I guess my mom was right. I've settled in at work, Maeve taught me some little tricks to do things faster and I met some more kids my age. It does help getting my mind of things and it forces me to get out of bed and leave the darkness. 

I start smiling when I hear her from behind me "Hey, there is my mini-me again! How are you?" "good, you?" "I'm on fire, we got 2 containers for you today" "okay".

Just before I start working I see a message come in from snapchat '1 year ago'. I stare at the picture underneath and I feel my heart sink. 

I'm doing my job automaticly, my head is not present. I don't know what I've done past hour. "Your good?" I turn around looking in the well known eyes that belong to Maeve. I don't know what in me makes me drop the pokerface but I slowly shake my head. "You want to take 5 minutes? Go get a drink in the back?" "no, I'll just keep working". "Alright, let me know if I can do something". I give her a nod befor she leaves. How did she do that? Nobody made me drop a pokerface so easily, atleast not for the past few months.