Toni headed a large marketing department in Lower Manhattan, the anniversary of her eighteenth year looming fast, employees seemingly two a penny together with an abundance of different female faces rolled over week by week. By comparison similar to a majestic queen bee within an over spilling bee hive surrounded by her millions of tiny industrious workers. Toni’s adoration and self belief was totally reflected in where her status lay to-date, her quiet authority, the undetermined early years of working long hours had repaid her a thousand fold, together with an undisputable amount of steely determination. At an early age an ugly divorce had redefined her objectives in life although now very many years on, that relationship was now rather paternal.
The ability to stride tall, daily through the cool marbled corridors and alight the glass booth elevator to the 67th floor, surrounded by the glittering decadence and striking views from the Hudson River, encompassed with snatches and glimpses of the New York skyline never failed to enthuse her.
The eloquence of the ever-changing skyline, an earlier view of an 1898 print she housed at her condominium located on Twelfth Avenue reminded her that individuals, people were like chapters in a voluminous encyclopaedia, pages turning, history being recorded, The metropolis buzzed with a verve that Toni languished in but never took for granted. Daily team meetings were housed to brainstorm and keep their business proactive and in ship-shape condition, whilst Sarah, Toni’s meek but extraordinarily competent assistant kept her agenda and schedules on course.
Tentatively fiddling with the smooth pebble-like buttons on her blouse, a slim forefinger caressing her chin, trickling its way to the base of her throat, lingering to meander towards the entrance of her open neck blouse.
Creator Jane Flux/Copyrighted
Saturday 13 November 2010
QUOTE FOR THE DAY
"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."---Marilyn Monroe
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