is her name
I met her on Friday during my lunch break. The new girl in my life. Dressed in an electric blue suit, I was wondering how she would fit into my style: daggy. Eighteen years old and looking more mature,was it obvious who older?
Fears aside, she was offered the job today. She would be by myside all day, starting next week. The invasion of personal space will begin... her knee, my knee; her hand, my hand - a jostle for space in a finite area.
I will observe her work, like I observed the last girl, Lisa. I will depend on her, just as she will serve me. Maybe we can be friends too...
She is my new nurse.
Why did Lisa leave?