Mato
The word ‘rejection’ danced around in my head as I decided to walk to work. I wasn’t sure if it was something I was willing to do or face. However, I had a feeling that was the direction Zack and I would end up in. I wasn’t even sure why he didn’t want to give us a chance. He spoke about failure and disappointment and, although I didn’t want to admit it, he had failed me, and he had disappointed me. Why hadn’t he just rejected me? Why were we still doing this dance thing with each other?
“Morning Mato,” I looked up to see that I was already at the café and a few people were hanging around. I recognized the teenage boy who had given Sierna his CV.
“Oh, good morning,” I said as I glanced between them. Five of them stood looking at me, all of them smiling and it tugged at my heart. “
