The next morning was so bright that Gladys had to sit on the stool, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

She had woken up early in the morning and had prepared for the day. Dare we say the second day of her first job?

She wore a black gown with white sneakers and was busy packing her hair into a ponytail while she stared at the mirror.

She applied some makeup to her face as she stood up ready to go.

She took the white handbag her mother had bought for her when she clocked twenty as her eyes met with the gift box Jackson had given her on...