
The meeting
I'm in the elevator, going down. What the hell of a day. I've been working crazy looking those brown legs going to Luis and back. How. Much. I. Hate. Her. I'm going home thinking I'll have my revenge tomorrow, for sure. I'll teach her a lesson she'll remember.
I call a taxi and after I sit on the back of the cab I fall asleep. Once I arrive I find myself drooling on my skirt. How ugly should have been to see that? Luckily the driver doesn't notice it and he just wakes me up looking in the rear window. I thank him and I walk home.
I live at the fifth floor of a medium building. There are just families and people from different cultures who talk in languages that I don't comprehend. Well, if I move to a new country I would make the effort to talk not my dialect. I don't know then. I collect the advertisements from the mail box and I throw in the rubbish bin. Once I open the door I lock it behind me and I leave the bag on the floor. I undress myself and I let the hot water of the shower run. I look my body naked in the mirror. What's wrong with me? Why Luis doesn't notice me? I jump in the shower and I leave my doubts to the water.
When I get out of it fifteen minutes later I open my laptop and the screen opens up to an episode of Grey's Anatomy and the mail list. I check it fast to close it, But something catches my eyes. I can't believe it. There's a mail by Luis. It's clearly a mistake, I bite my lips and watch the clock. He sent it few minutes ago. Okay, I take few long breaths and then I click on the icon of the letter. I need to read it many times because I don't understand what there's written.
"Dear Rachel,
I would like to meet you tomorrow after work, privately.
It would be very important.
Have a nice evening.
Luis."
What? What am I going to do? How am I going to work knowing he wants to see me? Privately? What does it mean? I close the laptop. I'm confused right now.
What does he want from me? I take my mobile phone and digit few letters to find the contact and press on the green telephone on the left. Few seconds later, from the other side a voice answer to the call.
"Hello?"
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