Hannah
I followed the young woman into the elevator, heading for the eighth floor. During the ride, she remained silent and didn’t say a word. I didn’t dare ask her anything. My heart was beating faster, and I was sure she could hear it. To make matters worse, my palms were getting sweatier. I took a tissue from my bag and wiped my sweaty palms. Suddenly, the young woman turned around and said, “Don’t be nervous. Mr. Walker is very nice, and all the employees here like him very much.” Then she smiled. Seeing her smile and hearing her words made me feel a little calmer. But I still didn’t understand why he was interviewing me. Could it be because I was April’s friend?
Hannah, you can do this. God, please help me.
Exiting the elevator, we walked down a short hallway. However, the hallway
