Chapter- 4

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  • Dedicated to Abhinav Makkar
                                    


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I got over to my seat and buried myself in it. On the wall facing my desk were the two photographs, shot by me, that made me who I am. The first was shot when I was just a newbie, an assistant, and the second is the golden milestone of my life that made me the win best photo of International Photography Awards. That was when I gained attention and proved my talent to the world. It was then I showed them what I am best at.

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She hugs her mom. She is really going to miss hugging her mom, her smell that always make her feel good no matter what and those teary beautiful eyes that light up when they see her happy.

“Hey mom. I will call you every day, I promise.” She says wiping away tears off her mom’s face.

“Hmm… take care of you. Avoid eating outside.” Her mom continues with bunch of instructions.

“Ready to go” Mr. Thompson says.

“Yep dad.” She smiles softly and hugs Mr. Thompson. He crushes her with his strong arms.

“I… cannot… breathe… dad…” she forces words out of her throat.

“Oh sorry, Honey. I am just…” he stops.

“I love you daddy. I will be fine”

“Love you too Hun”

There is an official announcement ‘This is the final boarding call for passengers Lisa Lipton and Caroline Thompson booked on flight 6A24 to L.A. Please proceed to gate 3 immediately. The final checks are being completed and the captain will order for the doors of the aircraft to close in approximately ten minutes. I repeat. This is the final boarding call for Lisa Lipton and Caroline Thompson. Thank you.’

“So this is it” she says.

“Yeah, this is it” Mr. Thompson says feebly.

“Bye mom. Bye daddy” She smiles and manages to hold back her tears.

“Bye Carrie” Mrs. and Mr. Thompson say in unison.

She grips her hand bag and moves on.

‘Good afternoon passengers. This is your captain speaking. We are about to land in L.A. The time is 2:45pm. The weather is clear and sunny. We are landing approximately fifteen minutes ahead of schedule. On behalf of the crew I request to you to tighten your seatbelts. Thank you for flying with us. Have a nice stay in L.A.’

After claiming her luggage, she texts her mom that she has landed. Once she is out of the airport, she hires a cab to the address of Apartment her dad has hired for her. She enjoys the view of skyscrapers of L.A. It’s for the first time she has been here. The cab drops her outside a tall building.

She enters the building. A dark and tall man approaches her wearing a uniform.

“You must be Ms. Caroline Thompson. I am the guard here. I had been told to expect you. Here are the keys for your apartment on 8th floor. And please sign in here”, he smiles.

“Eh… Sure… But how did you know that I am Caroline?” she asks confused.

“The owner asked me to hand over the keys to you. He mailed me a picture of yours” he smiles sheepishly.

“Oh! In that case, thank you for the keys and here is your file, I’ve signed it” she smiles. He bows and leaves.

She reaches 8th floor and finds the second apartment bears her nameplate. She unlocks the door of her apartment and through a small gallery she reaches a fully furnished hall painted all white with a couch, a bean bag and an LED TV. Towards the right, are the kitchen with a coffee maker and a small empty room. And towards left in the master bedroom that leads to a balcony with an amazing view of L.A. The master bedroom has attached bathroom and laundry. She falls in love with the apartment.

She calls her parents and tells them how beautiful the new apartment is. She unpacks her toiletries and takes a hot shower. Then she begins unpacking. Later that evening she goes for grocery shopping. On the way back she buys her dinner. After dinner she selects her dress for the meeting the next day. She soon retires for bed.

The next day, she wakes up early for a jog and reaches a park not very far away from her building. She reaches back home and gets ready for her first meeting with the world famous photographer Ms. Schwinger.

She reaches the studio and asks the receptionist for Ms. Schwinger.

“Do you have an appointment?”

“Yes, I am Caroline Thompson.”

“Her cabinet is towards the right of that door. She is waiting for you.” the receptionist smiles. She responds to her with a quick nod and a nervous smile of hers.

“Don’t worry Ms. Schwinger is a great person. You will love to work with her.” The receptionist ensures.

She takes a deep breath and starts pulling herself.

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(A/N) Hello dear readers! Hope you are having a good time. Liked the chapter? Let me know please.

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P. S. I've attached a picture of Nina Schwinger.

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