She could hear the voice on the other end, and she saw his hand clench into a fist the moment he heard the shouting. She wasn't sure what it was about, but for some reason she wasn't worried. Most might see this as a red flag, but she didn't. She knew if it went bad, all she had to do was leave, but somehow she knew he'd never do anyting to hurt her.
She reached for his other hand, squeezing it gently to uncurl his fingers from the fist, and waited for the conversation to end before she asked what was going on.
He nodded a little. "I was surprised at your motivation. Not everyone is," He added. "Some come fiercely motivated and don't last. Others don't try, and aren't disillusioned. It's a difficult job, not many can handle."
She reached for his other hand, squeezing it gently to uncurl his fingers from the fist, and waited for the conversation to end before she asked what was going on.
He nodded a little. "I was surprised at your motivation. Not everyone is," He added. "Some come fiercely motivated and don't last. Others don't try, and aren't disillusioned. It's a difficult job, not many can handle."
December 4th, 2017 at 12:25am