difference in the dynamics of our relationships.”
She places her hand on top of mine and gently squeezes it, “Sweetie, it’s not really a favor. You are more than qualified to do this job. You have a degree and you are super smart, even if he didn’t know you and you were some stranger off of the street, you would have a chance at this job. All Vivian did was give you a push in the right direction. It’s up to you to use the opportunity. Rhett’s family owns a multi-billion dollar investment firm - think of the experience you can gain from a job like that and how nice it will look on your resume.”
“But Mom…” I try to protest.
“I know you don’t like anyone doing you any favors but you have to admit that this is a great opportunity for you whether you agree with me or not. I just think that you should give it a chance.”
I sigh in defeat, “I guess you’re right, Mom. It’s not like I’m in a position to turn down a job opportunity anyway and this is probably a great one.”
“Of course I’m right! I’m your mother. I’m always right. Just make sure you dress like you’re all about business. We got you in the door; it’s up to you to stay in it. So, no jeans and no t-shirts. You have to look professional. I know that you were friends once but you don’t want anyone to think that you don’t deserve the opportunity.”
“Who even says things like that Mom?” I laugh. “I know how to dress for an interview. I’ve been doing it every day for two months. I know not to slack off just because Rhett is an old friend.”
“You can’t tell me that you aren’t even the littlest bit excited to see Rhett again?” she says. “I know you and I’ve known that you thought about him some over the years and I can’t blame you. You two were so close. Maybe his mother and I should’ve made more of an effort to keep you guys as friends.”
I stare at her.
I know what she means.
When I saw Rhett last, he had grown into a man.
He was definitely no longer the boy I once knew.
He was tall and broad, like his father, but with the beautiful features of his mother.
Heart-pounding gorgeous.
“It’s been a while Mom. If anything, I guess it’ll be good to catch up,” I say as I let her words sink in.
My mind drifts back to the first month after we moved into our crummy apartment.
I begged my Mom to take me to visit Rhett and she kept saying no. She didn’t want to be judged by our old neighbors for what my father had done. The embarrassment was too much for her.
And then when I told her that Rhett’s limo driver could pick me up and take me to his house she refused that as well, saying that it would cause too much of a disturbance in front of our new place.
After a while I just quit asking because it seemed like I was never going to get to go and that it was a lost cause. Rhett and I wrote each other letters for a while but even that ended.
I think that I stopped writing to him first because it was starting to get too hard to be away from my old life and then he eventually let it stop too. I still have those letters in a shoebox somewhere.
Mom claps her hands together excitedly, bringing me back to reality, “This is wonderful! Now I can tell Vivian that you said yes and she can confirm it with Rhett but the interview is at nine in the morning so be ready. I’m so excited for you. Maybe you two can become friends again. You never know, right?”
“At nine?”
“Well, I might have said that you already said yes…”
“Mom!”
“It’s an opportunity, sweetie,” she smiles. “Just be ready and on time, ok?”
“I will be ready Mom,” I shake my head. “And I don’t know about the friend thing. We’re not kids anymore and I’m sure we can’t just pick up where we left off. Our worlds became completely different after that day.”
Mom nods.
She still doesn’t like to talk about it.
“Okay… well wash your hands. I left some food for you in the microwave. I had a
She places her hand on top of mine and gently squeezes it, “Sweetie, it’s not really a favor. You are more than qualified to do this job. You have a degree and you are super smart, even if he didn’t know you and you were some stranger off of the street, you would have a chance at this job. All Vivian did was give you a push in the right direction. It’s up to you to use the opportunity. Rhett’s family owns a multi-billion dollar investment firm - think of the experience you can gain from a job like that and how nice it will look on your resume.”
“But Mom…” I try to protest.
“I know you don’t like anyone doing you any favors but you have to admit that this is a great opportunity for you whether you agree with me or not. I just think that you should give it a chance.”
I sigh in defeat, “I guess you’re right, Mom. It’s not like I’m in a position to turn down a job opportunity anyway and this is probably a great one.”
“Of course I’m right! I’m your mother. I’m always right. Just make sure you dress like you’re all about business. We got you in the door; it’s up to you to stay in it. So, no jeans and no t-shirts. You have to look professional. I know that you were friends once but you don’t want anyone to think that you don’t deserve the opportunity.”
“Who even says things like that Mom?” I laugh. “I know how to dress for an interview. I’ve been doing it every day for two months. I know not to slack off just because Rhett is an old friend.”
“You can’t tell me that you aren’t even the littlest bit excited to see Rhett again?” she says. “I know you and I’ve known that you thought about him some over the years and I can’t blame you. You two were so close. Maybe his mother and I should’ve made more of an effort to keep you guys as friends.”
I stare at her.
I know what she means.
When I saw Rhett last, he had grown into a man.
He was definitely no longer the boy I once knew.
He was tall and broad, like his father, but with the beautiful features of his mother.
Heart-pounding gorgeous.
“It’s been a while Mom. If anything, I guess it’ll be good to catch up,” I say as I let her words sink in.
My mind drifts back to the first month after we moved into our crummy apartment.
I begged my Mom to take me to visit Rhett and she kept saying no. She didn’t want to be judged by our old neighbors for what my father had done. The embarrassment was too much for her.
And then when I told her that Rhett’s limo driver could pick me up and take me to his house she refused that as well, saying that it would cause too much of a disturbance in front of our new place.
After a while I just quit asking because it seemed like I was never going to get to go and that it was a lost cause. Rhett and I wrote each other letters for a while but even that ended.
I think that I stopped writing to him first because it was starting to get too hard to be away from my old life and then he eventually let it stop too. I still have those letters in a shoebox somewhere.
Mom claps her hands together excitedly, bringing me back to reality, “This is wonderful! Now I can tell Vivian that you said yes and she can confirm it with Rhett but the interview is at nine in the morning so be ready. I’m so excited for you. Maybe you two can become friends again. You never know, right?”
“At nine?”
“Well, I might have said that you already said yes…”
“Mom!”
“It’s an opportunity, sweetie,” she smiles. “Just be ready and on time, ok?”
“I will be ready Mom,” I shake my head. “And I don’t know about the friend thing. We’re not kids anymore and I’m sure we can’t just pick up where we left off. Our worlds became completely different after that day.”
Mom nods.
She still doesn’t like to talk about it.
“Okay… well wash your hands. I left some food for you in the microwave. I had a
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