Chapter 5 Problem


    It took ten minutes for us too reach my apartment and when we did he parked outside the small


    building then we exit the car. We made our way to the entrance of my apartment building. After entering


    we our way to the small elevator that can only hold only three passangers per trip. It''s not like they


    were rich people living in the building because all of us in the building had financal problems. Some of


    the tenants were struggling entrepreneurs, Ms. Ked for example, she owns a book store. Not everyone


    is interested in buying Hardcopy of books now, everyone or most persons have electronic means to get


    and read a book.


    After the elevator stop at my floor, I exit it and walked to my apartment down the hall. I opened the door


    and enter, Mr. Carter followed suit close behind me. I pulled out my key and insert it in the lock, five


    secondter, the door open. I pushed it and as usual, was greeted my dog, Grey.


    "Hey, baby. Did you miss me today?" I said in doggy voice and bent down to pat my brown coated dog.


    I heard Mr. Carter clearing his throat I look up to see him staring at me. I had totally about forgotten


    him. If I wasn''t so caught in the love my dog and I shared, maybe I would remember that a man of


    status was behind me.


    I still didn''t quite understand what Mr. Ryan said when he meant by man of status. Was Mr. Carter


    someone very important to America? He looked important but not that important. What did Mr. Ryan


    mean?


    I stand up from the embarrassing position. I opened the door wider so he can enter my tiny apartment.


    "You live here?" Carter said as he entered my apartment. His face showed the signs of dislike to my


    little ce call home.


    "No, I visit my dog and cat here every day." I said in a sarcastic tone.


    I saw him rolled his eyes and that made me smile. Mr. Rich guy has a sense of humor.


    "Meow," I heard my cat purr and I turned my attention to the floor where my cat was rubbing against my


    feet.


    "Hey, Spongy. How was your day," my cat continues purring, I smiled. She must be hungry. I moved


    away from the door and closed it behind me. I turned to my visitor "You can have a seat," I said and


    pointed to my couch.


    He stand in front me contemting if he should sit, then I saw him made his way to my couch and sat. I


    turned around and made my way to my kitchen. I took up my pet''s dishes, ce their food in it, and


    ce the dishes back to the ground.


    As I made my way back to my ''living room'', I saw Carter patting Grey. I froze at my spot and look as


    Carter pat my dog who was suppose to be 100% dedicated to me. Yes, I''m jealous, that''s my dog. Grey


    even looks as if he is enjoying the rub.


    I looked at Carter ying with Grey for what it seems like hours, until his voice brought me back to


    reality.


    "You can stop staring, just get the papers so I can confirm your identity and see what goes next." He


    N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.


    said still looking at my dog.


    I rolled my eyes and made my way to my bedroom. I went in my drawer and took out the documents. I


    came back to the living room and he was still gettingfy with my dog, he was rubbing my dog. I


    went in front of the two who seem like lost lovers and break their connection. "Here," I handed him my


    life documents, everything. He took his hands off my dog and epted the documents. I turned to my


    dog and gave him the look, he groans. I smiled internally, that''s what you get for ignoring me. "Go, your


    food is in the dish." He didn''t move. "Grey," I said I a warning tone, he got up and went to the kitchen


    for his dinner. I smiled to myself. I love my dog. I received him as a gift from my sister before she


    betrayed me. I was the only thing I had that made me feel good about myself, I guess you could say he


    is my strength.


    Weird.


    A dog being someone''s strength but to be honest he''s the only one who hasn''t left my life. He was the


    only one I had left.


    Spongy is stray cat whoes here sometimes for food.


    Grey was my doggy-soul mate. I smiled to myself a second time then sat at the dining table made for


    two. I watch as Carter eyed my documents. He was practically reading my life story. Ugh, I feel


    embarrassed. Even though it wasn''t a job interview it seem like one. He hadn''t spoken to me since I sat


    down, all his attention was on the documents I gave him. It was like they were the only way for him to


    live, the only means of his survival. He was now looking at my high school diploma. I couldn''t take it no


    more, I shift my gazes to my window to see my cat, going through the window. I got up quickly to stop


    her but she was gone by the time i went to the window. Although Spongy was a stray I loved her too


    buttely she''s being acting weird. I saw a few marks on her maybe she was being bullied my other


    strays, that made me sad, but I guess, everyone choose their path and she choose hers; who am I to


    prevent that? I can''t stop her from getting hurt if she keeps going back.


    I sigh and walk into my bedroom. I took out some clothes out of my closet. Then start taking off my


    working outfit.


    I took my sses off and ced them at my bedside. I pulled my hair out of the bun and let it fall to my


    shoulder. After putting on the jeans and a shirt I exit my bedroom and went back to sit in the living


    room.


    As I sat Carter eyes shift from the papers and began to stare me down. I felt a little ufortable. I


    sigh at lift my hand in the air.


    "Earth to Mr. Carter," I said and his eyes averted back to mine.


    He coughs and then said, "Well, Ms. Bisson, we have some trouble here."