If Only

Chapter 5

Jane nervously followed Mr. Stewart down the hall, feeling her stomach drop as she anticipated what he wanted to talk about. She'd been reviewing some paperwork at her desk when he had suddenly appeared in the doorway with a stern expression. In her head, she ran through the list of potential offenses that she might have committed, but she couldn't think of anything.

When they reached the small room, she nervously stepped inside, her heart pounding in her chest. Mr. Stewart closed the door behind them and motioned for her to take a seat. She complied, her hands shaking slightly as she sat down.

"Jane," he began, "I need to speak with you about something important." She swallowed hard, her mind racing with possibilities.

"I need you to go on a road trip," he continued, handing her a file. Jane took it with shaking hands and looked at it. The folder had the words 'Office of Public Works' written on the front, and she couldn't believe her eyes."To where?" she asked, her voice trembling with excitement.

Mr. Stewart smiled down at the file Jane had in hand and said, "To a building downtown. You have been assigned to the Office of Public Works. You will report to your immediate supervisor, Mr. Davis." Jane gasped in surprise, unable to believe it. She had been hoping for an opportunity to work in the Office of Public Works, and here it was, right in front of her.

"I am honoured to be given this chance," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. Mr Stewart nodded and said, "I'm sure you will make the best.

She was elated to become a part of this new team. As she walked towards her cubicle, she could see the dozen or so people already hard at work; typing away on their computers, talking on phones and some just sitting in silence. A few were even laughing out loud while another seemed to be having an internal conversation with himself. She couldn't help but think that perhaps she was losing her mind - all these emotions running through her!

She felt her heart pounding in her chest as she walked down the hall. She tried to keep her composure, but she felt like the walls of the office were closing in on her. She could feel the weight of her bag in her hand, like a reminder of the life she was leaving behind. Every step she took seemed to take her further away.

When she reached the elevator, she pressed the button and waited impatiently as it slowly made its way down to the lobby. When the doors opened, she stepped out into the bustling crowd. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts, and she had to focus to put one foot in front of the other.

When she reached the street, she paused for a moment. She could feel the sun on her face, and the breeze in her hair. She was standing at the edge of a new life, a life that she was ready to take on. She took a deep breath and stepped forward, ready to begin her journey.

She was arriving at The office of Public Works, which location in an area of downtown that had seen a lot of construction. She had heard stories of the company that it was an awesome place to work, but nothing could have prepared her for the sight of the building. It was tall and imposing, but it had a kind of charm to it. As Jane entered the building, she walked down a long hall, and her feet were heavy and slow as if she were walking a marathon. She was unsure of what to expect, but the hallway seemed to go on forever and the air was thick with anticipation.

After a long journey, she finally arrived at the end of the hallway. She opened the door to find an office with only a few desks and chairs - quite different from her previous workplace. Despite feeling disappointed by this downgrade, she reminded herself that it was still a new beginning full of possibilities.

She paused outside the office, her heart beating rapidly as she steeled herself for the task ahead. Taking a deep, calming breath, she opened the door and stepped inside. The room seemed to be filled with an air of anticipation, and she could feel the tension in the atmosphere as she made her way to her destination. Her palms were beginning to sweat and her mouth was dry, but she kept her head held high as she continued forward.