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Getting Closer

Jazxy:"sorry, but.. Can you help me out here?"

Lyndsay:"oh! Yes! Sure!"

A lean down and look for his glasses on the floor. Sure enough,I spot them quickly.

Lyndsay:"got'em"

Jazxy :"oh! Um, thanks, Lyndsay."

He places them back on his nose. And the cool jazxy is gone. Still, he seems a little embarrassed. Somehow it's make him more likable. Less of a scary, weird boss.

Jazxy:"well, um."

Lyndsay:"um, yes?"

Jazxy:"um, i-"

Um, um, um. I can't help but laugh out loud at how awkward we are. Luckily, he reciprocates,and the moods calm down a little.

Lyndsay :"what is it?"

Jazxy :"hah.. I've been meaning to ask you.why do you want to be an editor.?why did you choose this place?

Huh. That's a really good question. Why am I here?

Lyndsay:" I want to tell others' stories. I can make their dreams realities."

Jazxy:" hey, me too, you know."

He smiles at me. I'm almost weirded out about how nice he's being. Though I'm not complaining.

Jazxy :"Im just going to admit, being an editor was a hard choice for me.i came from stem background. I knew there wouldn't be money in this field."

He sips he's coffee and look away wistfully.

Jazxy :"but something... Changed in my life. And after that, I couldn't just keep being an accountant.I wanted to make a difference for people. Help them tell their stories."

Lyndsay:"what change your life?"

Jazxy puts his mug down,shaking his head, and the wall between us seems to go up once again.

Jazxy :"it's not something I want to talk about right now."

Lyndsay :"sorry"

Jazxy :"no, it's ok.in any case, I ended up here. I'm lucky I got this job.but, still.. I worked really, really hard to get here."

He looks to me cautiously.

Jazxy :"well, I'm sure you did, too."

We talk together for about 30 more minutes. It's strange--even though we're different. We ended up alit to agree on. I'm embarrassed on how much I enjoy the time we spent together.

Jazxy :"so how are you getting back?"

Lyndsay:"I'll just take the bus again. Or if not, I can walk. I'm fast, y'know!like a rabbit."

Jazxy :"mm-hmm.. Yeah, no. Why didn't you tell me earlier?i can drive."

Lyndsay :"is that really OK?"

Jazxy :"of course! C'mon."

He leads me... To a really nice looking black car.

(well, he was an accountant before,I guess... But how old is he? Early 2o's?)

With that, we're off into the night. The drive is quite,save for the light rock playing form his radio.i make sure to give him directions,but I also try to savor the quiet of the evening.lyinv back in the passenger seat, watching the light from the lamp. Pass over the streets. It's putd me at peace. Idotn have to worry, at least for now. Somehow, I fell like I can trust him.