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Elevator Jerk

“Alex honey, you didn’t tell me you were coming.”

His mother faced him sitting on a bench in the hospital garden. Her long silver hair touched the sunlight, her wriggles were mild. Age and sickness, the most destructive elements for mortal humans, in all their might could never transform an angel into a crow. He kissed her forehead gently as she leaned forward, hugging him feebly but with a mother’s compassion. “Forgive me for not calling first to inform the nurses, I was just thought I would visit you this morning,” he extended the bouquet of pink flowers to her taking a seat on the bench. “Lilies for the most beautiful Lilly,”

“Oh, my sweet little boy, thank you.” She started to cough a bit, instantly covering her mouth until it went away. She hated to have her son seeing so sickly and weak, no matter how old he got he was and will forever be her baby boy. “How have you been? The doctor says you’re doing great, enough to return home soon.” He provided her with cotton handkerchief. “Maybe but I’m not in any hurry to get out of here, dear. I’ve made some friends not to mention the food is excellent, so is the care they give me.” Alex smiled nodding his head as she continued telling him interesting board games she has learnt and all her progress since being at the patient at Hope Gardens.

However he knew there was more to her praising of the place, she brushed off the notion of our home back in the Texas. He could only the pain it would bring to keep living in the same house where her ex- husband had once paraded three bimbos. It repulsed him to even think of the bastard; from his whole childhood to growing up this woman was his rock. She always there for him, she would rather sacrifice the much extravagant and catered to life of an elite society wife than even a minute to be with him. “I didn’t have a child to leave in the hands of nannies or tutors, your nurture, education and upbringing are my responsibility and mine alone.” She told when ever dared to ask her why she didn’t attend country clubs, host private auctions or cotillions like all his friends’ mothers.

“Honey, you have to let me introduce you to this lovely nurse, she’s wonderful, a perfect girl for you.” She occasionally played match-maker for him in hopes he would tie the knot some day. Sometimes he’d humor her and meet with blind dates, which were frequently girls that couldn’t stop blushing enough to utter a word. He was twenty-eight now, continues to sleep around, his longest relationship was with a model for the ten months until she realized she wasn’t going anything more than booty call for him.

“Mom please, not another, they’re going to start accusing me of enrolling you here as a means of snagging their female staff.”

He smiled holding her wriggled hand. “Don’t be absurd, dear, who would be so mad to think that about a man such as you?” She laughed lightly together with him while pinching his skinny cheeks. He had her ocean blue eyes, though he some features of his father he had a specific resemblance to her and had grown into one devastatingly handsome man. Although she wanted the best for him, settling down with a good woman that would make him happy and her cute grandchildren, she was glad to have his undivided attention and not have to share it with anyone else.

“I will be gone for a couple of months come next week,” he informed.

“Business?”

“As usual,” he said with a nod.

“I’ll miss you.”

She hugged him again planting a kiss on her son’s right cheek.


“Morning, Mr. Forester.”

He nodded to the vast greetings by my employees striding pass reception and down the hall two workers step aside immediately as they got a glance of me heading towards the vacant elevator. ‘Boss rides alone,’ an unofficial rule everyone in the building had come establish having dealt with my distaste for lower floor stops on the way to my office. Alex checked my Rolex to ensure I was 30 minutes early; the Japanese investors tend to arrive before the exact appointed hour. Pat said they go over some minor details before agreeing to anything. He figured highlighting the many benefits the Forester Oil has to offer as one of the bestselling American brands. Plans for several more subsidiaries to be established in Europe and South America had been in progress for five years now. He and his team of the organization’s top executives were finally able to put the plans into effect. It’s the adequate amount of boosting strategy for him to bring home the gold.

“Hold the elevator!” A woman’s voice yelled besieging from the end hallway which was not in his sight until he saw a pair of high heels rushing frantically towards him and the closing doors. He was stunned he never had a lunatic race directly towards the same elevator he occupied. If anyone was in a hurry they would stop in their tracks at the very sight of him and wait for the next one. ‘The boss rides alone,’ but the woman seemed to have missed the memo she kept at it until she reached in time to quickly press the side button. The elevator shaft froze and doors slide back open. He was beyond surprised at this point. Who does she think she- wow…?

The parting mechanical doors revealed a lovely pair of shapely legs on top bright ruby stilettos only complimented by the black and gold ensemble she wore. The perfect hour glass figured vixen stood in front him with full lips covered with red lipstick. His eyes moved to her equally full bosom with just the right amount of cleavage to get a man excited.

“Thanks pal you’re a real gentleman,” she spat sarcastically at him not bothering to look at him as she stepped inside. His thoughts were interrupted by her rude tone he never saw this woman in his company before, who was the miss anonymous standing beside him. She didn’t even acknowledge his presence let alone recognize who he was. She was obviously very impatient as she tapped her heels continuously and clutched her briefcase.

“Finally,” she ran off again though pacing and pacing she looked incredible in those shiny heels. While her gracious hips swayed and her long, her dark wavy hair flowed fluidly down her back. “Wow.” he whispered again to himself as the doors closed, his mind was still picturing her beautiful face and gorgeous body. He didn’t know all his employees but he was sure that she didn’t work there; else he would have heard about the new hot female employee through the grapevine. She was definitely a visitor in the building but who was she?

Gina rushed down the halls of the third floor damn, ten minutes late for an early Friday conference. This place was so huge and confusing to navigate in. That jerk in the stupid made things worse for her she could have tripped running so fast instead he couldn’t even hold the stupid elevator for a girl. She finally found the conference room luckily one of the parties just arrived so she didn’t miss anything. Time to get to work she thought and apologized for her tardiness in both English and Russian before smiling at the men in front her. The pretty translator got off the hook once again. It wasn’t as if a fat hairy man came late to an important meeting with a stain on his shirt.

The negotiations progressed momentarily she initiated protocol construing for the Russian party fluently placing a lock of hair behind her ear. The Russian men kept eyeing her while speaking she could spot the hint of flirting as was with many of her male clients. She continued interpreting and transmitting back and forth being very professional doing so instead of getting distracted by her sneaky admirers. Beautiful women were always discriminated against in the business place. Men knew how to put business before pleasure, keeping their head focused while sending signals that they wanted take you home later. That was their smooth way snatching their prey but the Casanovas were only sparring with another predator. She blinked still smiling as she explained to them the benefits involved in the deal. By the time she finished outlining the contract it was signed and sealed. The gentlemen stood shaking hands then the female assistant entered with a bottle Burette crystal as expected. She was too use to this routine by now that she hoped her job wasn’t becoming too tedious as boredom wasn’t a trait that operated well with her.

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