Working Title

Lola plopped down on her bed and closed her eyes. He'd been gone for nearly a month, and she still couldn't think about anything else. She thought about him as she went to sleep, thought about him when she woke up, and if she caught herself not thinking about him during the day, when she was too busy to think about anything at all, she felt immensly guilty.

So here she was, trying to sleep, and thinking about him. Silent tears fell to her pillow as country music wafted through her stereo. Tomorrow was going to be a long day if she kept this up. She'd already gone three days with little sleep. With a deep sigh, Lola forced herself to clear her mind. She'd learned the trick years ago from her friend who had dated a doctor. With her mind clear and her breathing regulated, Lola was able to fall into a deep sleep quickly.

The next morning she woke to the alarm feeling refreshed. She'd actually had a dreamless sleep. After her shower Lola prepared to start her day. She had to look for a job. She couldn't live on the money Taye had left her forever. As much as she hated the thought of being out in public, she hated squandering Taye's money even more.

She had a few interviews for the morning. Two were doctor's offices and one was a secretary for some local lawyers. Figuring the lawyers was a long shot, she had scheduled that one first. She was not prepared for what she'd find behind the desk as she walked into the office.