Looking up at the tall glass building, the afternoon traffic loud behind me. It was almost time for my interview, adjusting my jacket. I spent this weekend updating my wardrobe, I think I left Rodeo drive with more clothes and shoes that I already owned. I was trying my best to learn the city and find my way around. And needed an excuse to go shopping.
I sorted everything I needed to do, hired a car company— now I have a way of transport. I filled the fridge with food, cleaned the house—it was very dusty. After I had dinner with Alan we talked for a while— not about Xavier. He wanted to know what I was up to in New Zealand. It was nice having something to talk to. We were meeting for a late lunch after my meeting today. He told me his office wasn't far from here so I agreed.