en the job yet. Oh, you should come in," I replied as

after her and gestured for her to take a seat on the sofa. Our apartment was small so th

cond mother. She helped keep an eye on me when my mother was away working when I was younger since she only lived next door

er called out from the kit

I hurried into the kitchen t

ked energetically. It was clear

replied smoothly as I help

tulate your dear daughter in person! I'm so proud! I'm so happy

nts like these that I think that despite all of life's hardships, I am pretty lucky. We were po

your interview. You don't have formal leather shoes, right?" Auntie Jane

ou so much," I re

view and didn't have proper shoes for the occasion. We could

in pretty good condition. It would be best if you tried the

fit well, no worries. You're a lifesaver

k attire. A simple white shirt with a a

that some time had passed, I realized that there were many things I needed to do to prepare for the

tuffing more of my mother's h

do t

.

that late at night, but my mother had already fallen asleep on her bed on the other side of the room. Tomorrow was another work

that I had worked so hard for is here right in front of me. If I can get this job, I can give my m

hard at life. I knew we couldn't afford the school fees and other expenses related to my going to school, which meant that th

and support the teachers. I did all that willingly to lessen the burden on my mother, h

ld work part-time jobs after school and during the weekends. After my part-time jobs, I would study long into the night to keep my grades ab

hips lasted long; the same thing happened in university. I had to work many part-

o had more time for them. At one point, I started believing that there must be somet

p on finding the right guy for me entirely. Perhaps it was because I needed more effort or the intention to focus on those relationships that led to its failure. Howe

already morning. Looking towards my mother's bed, I found it empty, meaning that my mother had a

it, skirt, and blouse for my job interview. Although the invitation letter was for an intervie

nearby shopping district. It was the weekend, so the shopping streets were busy and filled with people. I quickly headed towards the secondhand clothing store th

today?" the auntie who ran the store asked me cheerfully

eat if I could get a suit and a skirt...

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