Okay

Portfolio in hand, waiting to hand it in She had a smile on her face, long gone by now She’s angry but also anxious As her thoughts ponder, she begins to feel weary Sleepy almost Something is keeping her up though She looks to the phone on the front desk Curiosity being her weakness, she answers “Hello Mrs…” “Ms, actually” Choking back the memories, she keeps listening “Right, sorry for your loss” “It’s okay, thank you” Memories begin to flash and she tries to stop the tears “We wanted to inform you that you’ve received the job. However, we moved your first meeting until tomorrow” “Oh okay, thank you so much” Despite the exciting news, she couldn’t help the already fallen tears Her husband wasn’t a memory that could easily be stored away Even a mention of what use to be caused floods of not only memories but heartbreak “We’ll see you tomorrow” She hung up the phone quickly She cried for what seemed like hours but was only a few minutes As she settled down, she rubbed her kicking stomach and began to think about her new life ahead Things were going to be okay.