When All Hope Is Lost

The coffee shop

     I put the truck in drive and I was on my way to the coffee shop. When I arrived I put my extra clothes in my satchel. Jenny was already seated and I told her to give me just a moment. After I was dressed I sat down across from her.
  "So I read the email but I want you to elaborate just a little more on you're situation." I folded my hands after opening my computer to take notes. I smiled in a reassuring way and she began.
  "Well I've been in and out of relationships more times than I've washed my hair. And I wash my hair alot. Of course everyone does. But the point is that I've been in and out of relationships a lot. So about the time I finally gave up my friend told me that I should consult a "love doctor" and that , so to speak, is where I found you're name. I read the stories about the people you've helped and I can't help myself but to think that you could help me to. You can help,right?" she smiled nervously.
  "Of course I can't promise anyhing. But I can pro use you that I can try. "
   

     After the meeting I went back to the office. The rain had cleared and I knew that this being the most rainy season of the year the rain wouldn't quit for long. Back at the office I went over my notes. She was 23. Young enough to find love on her own but she didn't want to waste anymore time. The first thing I had to do was to out a profile together for her. This was the hardest part. The profile had to be very specific. Of it wasn't correct or even the least But wrong then she would fall in love with the wrong person and it would fail.
    After four hours at the office. I finally had the profile. I saved it to my computer and grabbed my things to go home. I wasn't use to putting in less than two hours so I was glad this took as long as if did. I hated going home. I did Nd own any pets though I've had numerous fish But after a few times of flushing them I finally learned my lesson. So what did I have to go home to. Yet again it was nice to walk into my home and lay down on my couch. Not have to worry about feeding any one or asking anyone about their day. But that was Something is also come to miss.
    My father always use to ask us how out day was when we got home from school and I suppose id come so accustomed to it that it almost seems strange not hearing it. I fell asleep on the couch and when I awoke it was about 4 a.m. knowing that I wouldn't get any more sleep I changed my clothes And went into the office. When I unlocked the door to the office I noticed something setting beside the frame. When I looked down I couldn't help but smile.