SOFIA

In spite of the unexplainable dread that made my steps heavy, I walked over to the printer and retrieved the two slips that contained the deets of the contract he spoke of.

I didn't dare turn them over. But even from the white blanks at the back, I could make out the dark indents on the front page. Words and punctuations that held the power to change my life.

A part of me was elated, that curious part of me. It jumped at the prospect of not just being the personal assistant to Richard, but also an important party in helping him take such a life changing decision.

But a greater part of me, the untrusting part of me, wasn't sharing that prospect. In fact, it was sharpened to pick out the flaws that must be hidden in

the slips I hold. That's if it wasn't a prank.