The Black Manor

I'm on my way to Martha's bookshop to help her look after it for a while, something I find myself doing a lot recently due to unemployment and lack of a social life. She is my Aunt's good friend whom I am very fond of, so I help her and her husband Tom out from time to time. My phone starts ringing after I reach the shop, perfect timing. I quickly park my truck and pick up the phone answering it. 'Hello?' 'Hello, am I speaking with Miss James? A deep male voice asks from the other side. 'Yes you are, how can I help you?' 'My name is James Parker, and I'm calling from Black Industries. You applied for a job with us a few weeks ago'. Oh, yes I hope I get an interview because I need the job. Martha's husband Tom told me about the vacancy and encouraged me to apply. I wasn't and still am not confident I will get it, but I have nothing to lose. 'I am calling to inform you that you have gotten the job, you should expect an email about the job details. Congratulations and have a nice day.' *click* 'Wait, what? Hello? He hung up on me, did he just say I have gotten the job?' But I didn't have an interview. Does that even happen? Well, does it even matter? I got the job! Aunt Lee will be happy to hear this; I'll call her and share the good news after I'm done at Martha's. I pick up my purse and head into the bookshop, this may be the last time I am helping Martha out.