"Mr. Johnson," a secretary calls, "Mr. Write can see you now." I am not Mr. Johnson my name is Billy Mason, escaped convict. Her heels click on the floor as she Leads me down the marble hallway to an office with huge glass doors. I am I ushered in and seated in front of a desk which is in front of a tall man who is in front of several large windows.
"Hello." He says extending his hand," you must be John Johnson.
"Yes I am sir." I say nope I think to myself.
"I am very excited to meet such an accomplished man is who is seeking a job at my law firm," he says, "so you graduated from Harvard law in 2006."
"Yes," I reply the I think no I was arrested in 2006 for stealing several students degrees at Harvard law.
"And in 2007 you started your career as a defense attorney at Jacksonville Law Firm."
"Most exciting time of my life," I reply smiling. Actually I was on trial for burning down my neighbor's house but that's not important now.
"Do you have a family?" He asked me
"Yeah, my wife's name is Mary and my sons name is Tyler." My wife's actual name is Susan Mary just sounds more like a business name and Tyler is actually a golden retriever.
"What did you do before you went to law school?" Mr. Write asks
"I was in the circus." I say. That is actually false though I worked at Burger King before I became a professional criminal but the circus just makes me sound more interesting.
"Wow," Mr. Write says looking mildly startled, "what did you do in the circus?"
" I did acrobatics," I answer.
"Can you show me something like a flip?", he asks excitedly.
"sorry sir I can't I injured my spine during the show once and I don't like to talk about it," I say schooling my face to look wistful and sad.
"That's too bad," He says frowning too, "my secretary will call you if you got the job." We shake hands and I leave. I'm pretty sure I got the job.
Briana Stahl
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories From the Back of my Brain.
RandomI just write all the strange things I think about sometimes. this isn't for everyone mostly just for me.
