十八. Handover

I can keep applying but I know it’s me blocking myself, not a bossman on the other side. I’ve got to pick it up again, get past the voice in my head telling me, No!

Apat. Life in Paradise Part 2

Sweat hung in beads on her upper lip. She wiped a handkerchief across her face and pushed the escaped coils of her black hair back into her tightly held bun.