New Job
itâs been two weeks since I started working at Salâs. I had been through the training and seemed to be getting the swing of it. The staff had all welcomed me with no issues. iAm was amazing to work with. He was an amazing chef and so incredibly kind. Things were going well and I hoped that I would find a place to live soon which was close by. The hotel was just not cozy or very secure.
It had been a while since I had spoken with one of the only other chosen I had stayed in touch with. She didnât know I had come back to Caldwell. I decided now that I was settled, it was time to reach out to her and let her know I was back. I was hoping she and I could meet and catch up. I decided I would do that on my way to work. I finished my make up and made my way to Salâs. I had decided I was going to have to break down and buy a car. The taxi service in Caldwell was a pain and it had been so long since I fed, dematerializing was taking a toll on me. I probably needed to do that soon. Who knows where I would find a place.
As I sat in the cab, I pulled out my phone and sent a text to âŠâȘ@GraceOfAPhoenixâŹâ©. [Hello sister. Guess who is back in Caldwell? Yep, itâs me. Iâd love to catch up with you.] I hit send and smiles. Bennu and I were close when we were in the sanctuary. But she stayed in Caldwell and I ran. We had kept in touch and I was hoping we could reconnect now that I was back.
As the cab pulled up at Salâs, I paid the driver and stepped out. The summer air was hot and thick. It seemed like an unusually hot summer here. I recalled the cold winters and knew it would be here before we knew it. Walking in the place was already buzzing. I checked in with iAm and then made my way to the hostess station to check the reservations like I did every night. Looking to see if the private room was booked. Tonight it was.
My heart started to race. Maybe it would be him again. There was no name listed. It just said reserved. It would make sense that they wouldnât put who it was. I mean, who says the âKingâ has reservations. And, he hasnât been back since the night of my interview. At least not when I was there. Maybe he doesnât come often. The door opened and I jumped startled as I had been in my own world thinking of him. It was just a lovely couple. I smiled and greeted them hoping the next time the door opened, it would be him. The male who has invaded my dreams once again and the one who never knew I existed. As I walked the couple to their table, I tried to get my mind back to the present. Easier said than done. It was gonna be a long night. #CouldItBeHim