Part-time

The ceiling light flickered.

“Bad timing!”, I grumbled. Nothing’s immutable in this life.

I lost my job and it felt like I was ran over by a truck.

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The phone rang but I ignored it. I continued reading the “Game of Thrones.”

Her message played, “Kyle! They can only offer you sixteen hours a week. Call me soon if you’re interested.”

I turned the page and got caught by a line that made me pause and contemplate —

A bruise is a lesson…and each lesson makes us better.”

He’s right.

I picked up the handset and started making a call.