She's the one

She's the one

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Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Michael Peterson is a lonely single hard working man who would love to settle down and marry the right woman but is finding it hard because all the women he meets, want children and he doesn't. One day he briefly meets a girl, Isabelle Riley, in the local park and he's captivated with her but there's one problem, she has a child. Because of that, he's glad he never had the chance to make a move on her. The next day she turns up in his office for an interview and doesn't recognise him, her friend who already works for Michael had told her that he doesn't like hiring single women with children because they take too much time off work to take care of them when they're sick. Isabelle lies in the interview and tell's him she doesn't have any children so she can get the job. Michael hires her but soon wonders if he made the right decision, He battles with his feelings as he watches romance blossom with Isabelle and one of her co workers, plus his jealous ex still works for him, has he just made his life harder?

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Michael Peterson is a lonely single hard working man who would love to settle down and marry the right woman but is finding it hard because all the women he meets, want children and he doesn't. One day he briefly meets a girl, Isabelle Riley, in the local park and he's captivated with her but there's one problem, she has a child. Because of that, he's glad he never had the chance to make a move on her. The next day she turns up in his office for an interview and doesn't recognise him, her friend who already works for Michael had told her that he doesn't like hiring single women with children because they take too much time off work to take care of them when they're sick. Isabelle lies in the interview and tell's him she doesn't have any children so she can get the job. Michael hires her but soon wonders if he made the right decision, He battles with his feelings as he watches romance blossom with Isabelle and one of her co workers, plus his jealous ex still works for him, has he just made his life harder?

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Submitted: April 01, 2017

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Walking through the local park, Michael Peterson slipped his mobile back into his jacket pocket, sat on a nearby bench and lit a cigarette. His mobile began to ring, he took it out to see who was calling, it was his ex-girlfriend Elizabeth. “Bitch.” He muttered under his breath and ignored the call. He had only a few minutes ago finished arguing with her and now she was calling him again, hadn’t she had enough of arguing he thought to himself.

Michael glanced at his watch and groaned, he should have been back in his office by now. He didn’t want to return to work and see the sour face of Elizabeth, glaring through his office window at him anymore. He sat back and gazed around the park, deep in thought, if only he could find an excuse to sack her without her screaming unfair dismissal, he would do it in a heartbeat.

The sound of a mobile ringing, snapped him out of his thoughts. Thinking it was his mobile ringing again, he rolled his head back and went to take it out of his pocket.

“Hi.” He heard a woman’s voice near to him say. Realising it wasn’t his mobile ringing, he sat back and relaxed. A young woman with a small child sat on the bench next to him. “Hang on a min.” She said putting her shopping bags on the ground and turned to the child. “Go and play on the swings while mummy talks to Aunty Sandra.” The little girl ran across the grass towards the swings, squealing with delight. The woman smiled as she watched the child climb onto the swing and waved. “What’s up?” She asked the person that was calling her. The woman sat in silence, a grin slowly spread across her face and slapped her hand on her forehead. “Oh my god, that’s fantastic news. When?” She asked. “Tomorrow at ten, I’ll be there.” The smile slowly faded from her face. “What!” She gasped. “Why have I got to lie about that?” She rummaged through her handbag and took a cigarette out of her bag and couldn’t find her lighter. She looked at Michael and nodded towards his lighter on the bench. Michael passed it to her. “Thank you.” She said lighting her cigarette and passed it back to him. “What an asshole!” She laughed. “Yeah ok, I’ll come and see you when you’ve finished work. I’ll bring Bethany with me. see you later, bye.”

Michael watched the woman put her mobile in her bag, she sat back on the bench and rubbed her face, she looked stressed. “Bethany.” The woman called. “We’re going home now.”

The little girl began to cry, she wanted to stay on the swings. The woman took a large lollypop out of her shopping bag and held it up. “I’ll let you have this.” She bribed the child. The little girl jumped off the swing and ran towards her mother with a big smile on her face, her long dark curly hair bounced around her face as she ran towards her. Suddenly the child fell over and hit her face on the ground. Her mother ran towards her, picked her up and walked back to the bench. The child’s mouth was bleeding; blood was dripping down her mouth as the mother searched for a tissue in her bag.

Michael took his hankie out of his pocket. “Here.” He passed it to the woman. “You can use this.”

“Thank you.” She said, sitting down on the bench and gently wiped the child’s mouth with it.

Michael smiled to himself, watching the woman comfort the child. He wasn’t much for children, they cried too much, they were messy and they were an inconvenience. All his friend’s children looked the same to him but he couldn’t help but think the little one next to him was the cutest child he had ever seen.

The woman finished wiping the child’s face, she turned to Michael and grimaced. “I’m sorry, I think I’ve ruined your hankie.”

When the woman looked at him, Michael’s heart skipped a beat. She had the biggest blue eyes he had ever seen, her waist length hair hung messy over her shoulders and had the poutiest pink lips. Michael cleared his throat. “It’s ok, keep it.” He looked towards the child. “Is she alright now.” He asked.

The woman wiped the child’s hair from her face and smiled. “Yeah, I’m sure this will make it better.” She passed the child the large lollypop. “Are you going to say thank you to the nice man for the hankie?”

The little girl looked at Michael and lay her head against her mother’s chest. “Thank you.” She sniffled.

“My pleasure.” Michael smiled.

The woman stood up and picked her shopping bags up. “Thanks again for the help.” She said, holding the child’s hand and began to walk away.

Michael watched the petite woman walk away, his heart began to race. He suddenly felt the urge to call her back to ask her name. He stood up to shout her, his mouth opened but nothing came out. “Dammit!” He muttered and rushed out of the park to see if he could see her in the street.

Standing by the park exit, Michael looked both ways but she was nowhere to be seen. A bus that was just to the left of him began to drive from its stop. He saw the little girl in the window waving to him. Michael’s heart sunk as he waved back to her.

Walking back to work, all Michael could think about was the woman that he had just met in the park, she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Even though he knew she had a child, never in his life had someone caught his attention like she had. Was this a sign that it was time for him to settle down? But if it was a sign, why couldn’t he find his voice when he tried to call her back? He’d never had trouble talking to women before. Michael sighed as he watched the bus disappear around a corner and walked back to his office.

“Mike!” Elizabeth called as he walked back into the building. “We need to talk.” She demanded.

Michael stared coldly at her. “Not now.” He growled and stormed into his office, closed the blinds on the small window that faced the admin department where Elizabeth worked, he didn’t want her glaring at him all afternoon.

For the rest of the day, Michael found it hard to concentrate on work, his thoughts kept wandering to the woman in the park. He thought about going to the park on his dinner break the next day to see if he could see her there again but what would the chances of that be? Many times, he had gone to the park for a breather when he felt a little stressed with work and had never seen her there before.

Michael knew his chances of seeing her again were slim. “Get over it.” He muttered, rubbing his face with both hands and began to think of the cons of dating someone with a child. Unless she had a good babysitter, there would be restrictions of going out in the evening and what about weekends away at his holiday apartment in the south, they couldn’t spend time together there and he certainly wouldn’t like to take the child with him, it would destroy everything. Time together would be cancelled when the child was sick, he shuddered at the thought of having to sit around with a sick child crying all the time. He picked his pen up, scratched his head with it and straightened the paperwork on his desk. Maybe it was a sign why couldn’t he find his voice when he tried to call her back to ask her name, a sign to keep away from her. Women with children were nothing but trouble, especially the single mums, he always had trouble with them in the workplace. The times he’s had to call in agency workers to cover them was too much for him. He wanted loyal staff that would work hard and be willing to stay on for overtime when he needed them to.

Picking up the top piece of paper from the pile in front of him, Michael slowly ran his pen down the list of names of the people who he had to interview the next day. There were thirty-two women who had applied for the one job available. Whenever he interviewed anyone, he would always ask if they had family commitments, if they had, he knew they wouldn’t get the job, it would be offered to someone who had no children.

When Michael returned home after work that day, the woman he met in the park was still playing on his mind. He poured himself a drink, sat on the sofa and gazed around the room. His mobile began to ring, it was Elizabeth again, he cut the call, blocked her number and threw the mobile onto the coffee table. Why was life so complicated, Elizabeth was another bunny boiler that wanted to settle down and start a family. He was prepared to settle down when the right one came along but she needed to share the same passion as him, the freedom to do what they want, when they want, not be tied down with children. 


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