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d in the last two years she had lived here. The snow was thick, the temperature was fr

hink positive', sh

ked towards the big company, the more nervous she grew. Was she dressed accordingly? Who would

r a blushing look. She sniffled, cursing herself

to a low bun to keep it out of her face. Her makeup was kept minimalistic, even though she loved to do it heavy handed as she loved apply

s her. She took the chance and sprinted over the street, her heels clacking loudly in her

a minute. Please sit down ove

hich was taken by another kind receptionist, and sat down. I folded my

everything in

mpany. My experience. Why I was suited for this j

ickly, then analysed the lobby intently. Would it give away anything from

my head. Of cou

my head. Of cou

e known in America. In fact, it was on the list

my stomach grow he

ents and checked their accounting situation. I had heard through them by my ex-husband,

lled and asked if they hired

ist who smiled warmly at me. I managed

an interview a week after I had sent my applic

nd myself in, a tall woman stood suddenly next to me.

approached me with a polite smile, h

wered and extended my hand

t I

handshake. Short but firm. Leaves a lasting impr

e had received your application",

hen instantly corrected myself.

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er, scanning

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no need f

, Mrs

ssica", she smil

rned me of American interviews, especially my American friend

e by my first

well,

oors slid open. Jessica pressed the button to the twentieth floor. Now

se of your experience. You have acc

's quite normal"

achelor's degre

21. My master's de

mester abroad

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ifferent compared

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reaching our destination, passing the

my other field and I deci

lently gaz

either way. "My husband cheated on me wi

a's cheeks r

llege for occupations in the business sector in Austria. Accounting a

. What level do you have?", I cou

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eart was beating

ed my application in the process. This interview was more and more less interv

've known each other since I

y condol

nk y

enth

at was

king about Noah

ge. We need somebody young for this position, somebody with high-endurance and the fit

lready?", I a

the formalities most likely.

out of Jessica's offic

sharp. The boss hates t

in mind. Thank

you. Please remember my words; the boss may ge

elevator, only one single

gotten my

thing else if the int

untless of internships for my college and that I had continued working throughout Unive

untly honest. He expected perfec

that. I had

would be

nd destroyed the bun the mome

dn't have to face my family. I had a job. I ha

ans no turni

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arents about my broken marriage yet. About the divorce. About the dept t

uld have to do a hell of a lot explaining,

and my heart was still bound to Noah, even though he

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d I would earn money again. We w

ld only be bri