The 26 years old freelance photographer Molly Andrews strode along the busy sidewalk of Newyork, hoping to catch an inspiring and unique subject; if her counting serves her right, she was roaming for about 5 hours.
she glanced at her wristwatch, its already 1pm, that explains the sound she heard from her stomach.
"what a great day!" convincing herself she's doing fine. She was about to grab her lunch on a restaurant she passedby when she heard somebody screaming.
adrenaline rushed through, she grabed her DSLR and opened it, aiming to capture whatever was the comotion.
she headed towards the scream when a man rushing and pushing everyone on his way tripped right infront of her.
"GET HIM!" an old lady is pointing at the man on the floor.
She saw the man collecting the scattered things on the ground probably from the bag he was holding. its a womans' bag!
she stepped on the man's hands. the latter screamed of pain.
"s*** woman! back off."
"i would if you give that bag back."
the man looked back. He saw two police officers approaching.
"shit! you'll gonna regret this!" the man left the bag ang run fast away from the policemen.
"I won't!" she shouted. "The hell! I am not scared of you!"
she picked the bag and handed it to the Old lady.
"thank you so much. You are very brave my child." the old woman hugged her tightly.
" its nothing, I'm sure anybody will do whatever i did if they were on my shoes." she said smiling back.
"nah! i doubt! nobody on the crowd tried to help except you. even when he tripped, the people near you walked backwards. such cowards." disappointment is on her face.
Molly shrugged her shoulders.
"anyway, my child i can't stay any longer, if you need anything, call me." she smiled and handed her a piece of paper with the woman's phone number and name was written.
"Thank you so much." and she left.
she looked at the piece of paper.
her eyes grew wide.
" Margaret Grey! she is Margaret Grey! oh my Gosh!"
she cant believe it she just had a conversation with a multibillionaire and one of the most influential woman in the country. Their family owns the biggest advertising company in America, Europe and Asia.
it is indeed a great day.
she entered the number on her phone and saved it.
she was about to keep her phone when a call came in.
it was Andrea. Her loyal customer and a friend.
she accepted the call. "yes my dear?"
"I got you a project. remember Miss Watson?"
"yes. what about her?"
"she wants you to be her wedding photographer. her prenup would be next month and her wedding would be 2 months from now."
"can i have her contact number?"
"what for?"
"great! ofcourse we need to discuss details." she said sarcastically.
"oh, ofcourse. I will send it to you. bye."
"bye. and thank you."
"anytime." and she hung.
she needs it badly. she need to pay her rent and other things that has to be settled.
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