Love In The City

   I mostly spent The last few days unpacking. I hated unpacking things. I was at the bottom of the last box when I saw the blue photo album. Sighing, I opened it as the memory of my hometown and all I left behind came flooding back.   A picture of my parents holding me when I was a baby caught my attention, and I angrily turned the page. I couldn’t believe they would treat me this way. I was barely twenty-two and already disowned for something, not my fault. They even had my money froze, even though technically they had no control over it. My Grandfather did until I was twenty-five or married. I still hadn’t heard from him and was worrying. I picked up the phone and tried his number one more time.“Hello,” My Grandfather’s rusty voice came through the line surprising me.“Gramps, it’s me Gabby.” I breathed a sigh of relief.   “Dear I know your voice; I was just getting

  What Luck! I can’t believe that jerk is my new boss. I needed to get out of here and quick. I grabbed my purse off the desk and headed towards Mr. Donovan’s office. The walk was silent, with only the sound of my new heels clicking. Reaching the door, I took a deep breath and knocked.“Come in,” His cheerful voice carried through the mahogany door from the other side. I guess he wouldn’t be cheerful for long, I thought as I opened the door. “How’s your first day going?”“That’s why I’m here,” I gulped. He stopped typing and turned his full attention to me.“You look rather pale. Are you sick today?” He asked.“I can’t work here, I’m sorry,” I blurted.“I Don’t understand. Are you going back home or something?”Before I could answer the door slammed open bringing the smell of Raul’s cologne with it as it hi