The night we met

Chapter 39

Two months later.

Time flies. Time is the most important thing in our world. It the one that counts the time you'll spent alive as you live your life. Is the one that counts the time you'll have surrounded by the ones you love or the things that you love to do.

Time is a power none of us will ever possess in our hands.

You just can't control it. You just need to go with it as time goes by.

Tick.

Tack.

Tick.

Tack.

I'm fixing a bouquet of roses as I wait for a client today. It has been hard the last two days actually. It has been empty I don't know why yet. I have received many calls for flowers for weddings and funerals. A lot.

But today I hadn't received a call yet.

I was alone since Lily felt sick. She was already seven month now, and her bump was very noticeable.

I hadn't contracted people yet, I haven't got the time. But I guess I'll do it this week.

"Hi, I saw the sign outside that you needed help, so I came to see if I could get the job," a voice said behind me.

I turned around and gasped as I saw the woman. It was the same woman that gave me the USB of Matteo's and Evelyn's video.

She also was shocked as she watched me, like she didn't expected to be me. She was wearing a ponytail with jeans and a long sleeve shirt. She only carried a red bag that she carried only in one of her shoulders. In one hand she had few papers which I guess it was her curriculum.

"Hi. We meet again," I say going closer to her to shake hands.

"Are you the owner of the flower-shop?," she asked.

I nodded smiling.

"It's amazing. I had seen it in social media and newspapers thats how I got here."

"What happened to your other work?," I asked doubtfully.

I had a feeling that they fired her because of the USB, maybe someone spoil her.

"Someone spoil me because of the USB I gave you," she said looking downwards.

Gosh. She sacrificed her job just to help me.

"Everyone that helps me, gets absolutely a chance. Let me see," I said as she gave me her papers rapidly.

I took a look and I was impressed.
Her name was Juliet Brown, twenty seven years old. Single with two children, and she had only worked on the same restaurant for six years. She graduate and had a college certificate.

Gosh, two kids she needed to work for but she had a college certificate yet she came here for a simple job.

"Can I ask you something?."

"Sure," she said immediately.

"You have a college certificate. But you..you worked in a restaurant and now you are here. Why haven't you got like one of those high paid jobs? I mean you have one certificate."

She looked at me quietly like she was lost in her thoughts, like thinking in her answer.

I'm not telling that these jobs are bad, not at all. I'm just saying that she deserves better.

"A certificate from college can't guarantee you that you will have a job. I'm telling you. I went to different interviews yet they said I wasn't good enough or that I wasn't good enough for the position. My ex husband helped me with the kids as I looked for one but then I found he cheated on me. So I needed a job immediately to pay the education of my kids. I could only find the restaurant one that at least helped me pay for food, education and a place to live. You might see the fancy restaurant nice that people there working must gain a lot but its false. They pay you just a little bit, not even enough to even pay a place to stay," she finally said.