It was finally time to get off work. Linda came in, “Director Sandra, you will have dinner with Mr. Paul of Credit Audit tonight. Do you need me?”
She seemed to be in a hurry, so I said, “No, give me the address, and I will go there myself!”
She smiled, “Thank you, Director Sandra, I’ve sent you the address.”
I nodded, staring at her, “Did you fall in love?” Linda had worked for me for over two years, but she was always alone. It seemed that she had a good mood these days.
“No! Just an appointment with an old classmate, so...” She flushed.
I let her go!
As for human, adoration couldn’t be disguised as it would appear from the mouth or the eyes.
I drove directly to the address.
To my surprise, Jim Paul was a youth in his early twenties.
“Sharon Sandra?” He asked, getting up from his seat.
I smiled, “Mr. Paul?”
“Come on, it sounds too old with Mr. Paul, just call me Jim.” Jim looked cute but a bit sophisticated.
He was special and talented.