Working at a sanctuary for mythical beasts was a dream come true. Being called in for a personal evaluation by the director, not so much.
I rocked back and forth in my chair, trying to calm myself in time for the meeting. My feet were firm on the blue carpet in an attempt to ground myself but it wasn’t working. As far as I knew, none of the other interns were being evaluated at the moment. I supposed, technically, I wasn’t an intern anymore, I was an apprentice in the vet program, but the logic still held. Why had Director Ella only scheduled an appointment with me?
God, this was worse than being called to the principal’s office.
Just when I thought I couldn’t cope with the nerves anymore, the door on the opposite side of the room swung open and a middle-aged woman with stern but kind e
