"Ma'am, are you sure you'll not need my help there?" Louisa offers
"I'm sure of that Louisa" I smile
"Okay,I'll take my leave now ma'am"
"Very well"
I'm still wondering what I'll be doing in two weeks.No work issues to think about.Fun? What does fun mean to the average person who doesn't own a company? My definition of fun is being able to come up with a solution to a problem or having a one sided conversation at the graveyard with the people I once called family.
My driver opens the door to the back seat.The drive to the airport had never being this long.
Staring outside through the window, I grab my phone.I need to make sure that everything will be fine at office even in my absence. The first person that comes to mind is my very reliable secretary,Louisa.
"Yes ma'am" She answers on the second ring
"Please make sure everything is fine while I'm gone"
"You've said that a hundred times ma'am"She chuckled "Trust me,everything will be fine here.Just have fun and don't think about office work. We'll handle everything here ma'am"
"I'm glad to here that.I just don't think I'll be able to avoid thinking of office work."I confess
"Ma'am,it's supposed to be a vacation.It's not a business trip.Please don't bother about office matters.The monthly report on the sales will be ready before you arrive."
"Okay,Thank you Louisa"I smile
"It's a pleasure "
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Walking through the familiar streets of New York,I realize,for the first time,how beautiful the city actually is.I don't know if I'm simply paying a little more attention to nature than I was years ago or that,my health has improved. I just know that I like the new look of things and this new...feeling of happiness....I guess
I walk between the trees arranged in rows leading to my favorite place to be.It's nowhere classy.It's just a place where I can appreciate nature for once in more than a decade.The chirping of the birds fill my ears as I sit on the green grass. Years ago,this was my 'crying spot'.Any time I missed my parents,any time I felt lonely, this was my favourite place to be. Now,sitting here restores some kind of peace in me.The place doesn't look different. If anything,it looks even better. The grass looks a little greener,the trees a little taller,the birds sound a little louder,even the breeze feels a little cooler.
This is the same place where Angel and I loved to sit everyday after school. We'd talk about everything. Tears hit my hand and that's when I realise I'm crying.I can swear that, I feel a hand touch my shoulder.It's probably just my illusion because when I turn to look,there's no one there.The touch comforts me and I long to feel it again but I don't until I notice it's 6pm.
I've been sitting here all day!
Maybe this vacation isn't going to be as bad as I thought it would! I like this new feeling taht I can't seem to describe.Maybe...peace?