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The boys ask me a few more questions about the rental, so I share that it’s in a quiet neighborhood, tucked away on a secluded cul-de-sac with only one other house.
“Nice,” Arden says. “That sounds really private.”
“That’s what I’m hoping for,” I reply. Then, thinking back to when I first came across the listing, I add, “One crazy thing was that the other house, the one next to mine, was for rent also. I looked into that one, and it has almost the exact same layout on the inside, just switched up, like a mirror image. Oh, and the exterior of the other one is stone. Mine is brick. I like that look better. Plus”—I chuckle—“the house I chose is slightly bigger.”
“Hey, bigger is always better,” Nils replies, laughing.
Arden, finished with his salad, pushes his plate away. Wiping his mouth with a napkin, he says, “Well, if they do rent the other house, let’s hope you end up with a good neighbor, seeing as it’s so close to yours.”
“Hell.” I raise my water glass. “I’ll drink to that.”
Addison
Ispend the whole weekend settling into my new home. It’s just a rental, though, so I won’t be here forever.
Still, it’s perfect for now—a beautiful stone structure located on a little cul-de-sac in the very back of a quiet plan.
The best part is I have only one neighbor—a neighbor I have yet to see or meet.
All I’ve noticed so far is there’s often a dark blue SUV parked in the driveway out front. I saw it there this morning after I woke up.
I think it’s a rental. It has an out-of-state North Carolina license plate on it, just like how my beige sedan from Enterprise has a Florida tag.
I’m having my own car—an older white BMW—driven down from Chicago. It should be here next week, along with a bunch of my clothes and personal belongings I loaded into it before I left.
Speaking of which, I can’t wait to have the rest of my things arrive at the house. I didn’t pack a lot in the suitcase I brought on Friday, and I found myself hard-pressed this morning choosing an outfit for my first day.
Luckily, I do have two pantsuits—one black, one gray—and some nice blouses to wear under the matching jackets.
I can also utilize the dress I flew down in. It’s a little tight and short for business, but if I pair it with one of the jackets, I should be good.
Maybe I’ll wear the dress tomorrow, I think as I leave the house and hit the road for my first day on the job.
The drive down to the arena, where the Thunder’s corporate offices are located, is pretty darn quick.
I park in the employee lot, and, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly in order to calm my nerves, I hop out of my rental car and head in.
The day goes really well.
Most of the morning is spent completing new hire paperwork and attending orientation sessions.
After a quick lunch in my little office, I meet all of my fellow team members. They seem really nice and cordial. We discuss some of the upcoming events and go over new ideas for future ones.
Finally, at the end of the day, I’m exhausted but feel amazing.
Before I leave, I have one final meeting with my boss, Ms. Garcia.
Her secretary, Miss Horne, sends me into a spacious office, where I’m directed to take a seat opposite a large dark wood desk.
“Ms. Garcia will be with you in a minute,” Miss Horne informs me.
“Thank you,” I reply.
She leaves, closing the door behind her, and I tuck a wayward strand of hair behind my ear.
I’m a little nervous and have to resist the urge to fidget. Even though Ms. Garcia is the person who hired me, this is my first time meeting her face-to-face. I’m also curious as to what this meeting may entail.
I guess I’ll find out what I’ll be doing tomorrow, since today was all introductory stuff.
