Feeling LUCKY
Misery assailed her. Where had she gone wrong?
‘I’ve had my bit of luck today. Now it’s your turn’
Louise stepped out of Markus & Treadwell, in the centre of the bustling town of Kelthorpe, feeling confident. The interview had gone well and she was glad she’d splurged on a new outfit (well, it was her first interview in ages).
She set off down the street, still upbeat. Mr Markus, senior partner in the firm of solicitors, had given off a positive vibe throughout the interview.
OK, it would mean a half-hour commute here by train every day, but that was doable. Also, the job had ‘junior’ in its title, when she was used to being a senior office manager, but she wasn’t about to be fussy.
She’d been out of work for nearly a year and this was only her second interview. Her husband Ross earned decent money in his engineering job, so they were much better off than others, but money was still tight.
She turned into the high street. She didn’t know Kelthorpe well, since she and Ross lived 20 miles away and usually shopped more locally, but it seemed nice.
Her gaze idled along the street, wondering where she might share an after-work drink with colleagues… No, mustn’t jinx it! She looked at her watch. Forty minutes until the next train. Ross took the car to work every day and they couldn’t afford two cars
