A PROFESSIONAL BEAUTICIAN

MONA

Mona stared atvthe white suit dress sge was putting onin the chevalier mirror  in front of her. Her hair was held in a ponytail, and her makeup  was spotless and  slick She lied at the mirror. Now she looked like the mina she knew. She quivkly  turned away from the mirror anf quivkly reached for her bag.

This was the third week after her discussion  with Jordan  about the job. He not only orekared dresses, shoes and personal kits. He also made provisions  for a room for her. She has her own room  now, and sge coukd not help how happy she qas at that very moment.  Jordan was indeed a God sent to her. Even when she tried  to run. Away, he was there to encourage her never to give up.

The sudden knock on the door, snapped her out of her thoughts. She quickly  reached for the door. When sge opened  it, she  was surprised  to ssse Jordan,  all dressed uo in a blue fitted suit.

"Wow! You look so beautiful," Jordan  said staring at her dress and face.