‘Really Sam, that sounds awful. I can’t imagine working all those hours.’ Josie gulped a mouthful of wine and ignored the puzzled look in her friend’s eyes.
‘Oh, I don’t mind. It doesn’t feel like work, does it when you are doing something you’re passionate about does it?’ Sam replied picking up her glass of iced water. ‘You should know that. You were so set on that law firm in the last years of college we hardly saw you.’
‘Yes, of course, but balance is so important.’ Josie forced a smile. None of her friends knew what had taken up so much of her time that year, how lucky they’d been to only worry about their future careers. ‘How is Petriov? How does he cope with never seeing you? Miss, work all hours.’
‘Oh, you didn’t know? We’ve moved in together, that way we get to see each other more ‘ Sam waved her fork of green beans. ‘He’s such a love and he understands about my work hours. He brings me meals when I have to work late, and he listens, really listens to me.’ Sam smiled her dreamy smile and Josie stiffened.
She did know about Sam’s perfect life. The one she’d dreamed of her for herself but lost because of one stupid mistake.
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I used a similar situation in my exercise as you did with Josie and Sam. I enjoyed reading your exercise. It is realistic.
Thanks Joshua.