11/10/86'|Grecias Work
That morning I showed up to work with a frown on my face, not that I hated it, but rather the other way around. My new career was creeping up and I was going to have to let my 8 years working at the bookstore go. Plus what Michael said really hurt me. How could he?!
I felt bad, I was the only Rossi left, well at least with a job at the bookshop and without me it wouldn't really be the family's anymore. When I was little my grandfather wanted me to work there or buy the bookstore after him, but I was too young. Now that I was working there I got a new opportunity and I had to let it go.
So I didn't smile for the sake of crying, knowing that that job made me happy and I didn't want to remind myself that I was leaving. Michael didn't help.
I got a tissue and wiped my eye, throwing the tissue away while I sniffled and returned back to my job. I sighed loudly
I saw one of my co-workers. He sighed and walked towards me. "What's wrong? Have you been crying?" He said with a worried look on his face.
"No, I'm fine." I said hiding my face.
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I walked outside in the pouring rain. Everything was dark except for a car's headlights. I got out of work at 8 pm that night because I agreed to work someone else's shift who wasn't there. I wasn't mad about it. I thought maybe work would help ease my stress.
Now I had to drive in the dark.
I wish Michael was here to pick me up, but he was being a total jerk.
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