In My Desperate Time

I don’t want to go head to head with Frances Louis, but there is nothing I could do. I have to walk past him to get to work.

He has seen me and I can’t pretend not seeing him, I can only say hi.

“What a coincidence! President Louis.”

Before I finish my sentence, I am dragged by him into the car.

Frances Louis slams the door shut, and for a moment the atmosphere inside is eerily quiet.

The low pressure makes me breathless.

Looking at Frances Louis, I notice that his face is sullen, too, and that his eyes are as deep as ink. I don’t know what he is thinking.

I try to open the door, but it is locked.

“President Louis, I have to go to work, would you please…”

Frances Louis turns and asks me with his eye half-opened.

is that

know he is asking about Noah

my patron and I am not surprised to know that he doesn’t allow me to keep company with

high school classmate. We are just having lunch.” I say

I say is true, why I

was his coat you came back in that night. Now you are having lunch together and seeing each other again, do

am surprised because I have never heard Frances Louis say so

annoyed him. Men are

him when I was in high school, and that’s the past, do you have

I am just his mistress, and he has my

my idea is ridiculous. Is it possible that a person like

out what you are doing now? You must know how embarrassed you

words stab into

despised “profession”. In the mind of Noah Jefferson, maybe I am still the

not good for him,

truth makes my heart