When Love Finds Me
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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I couldn't recall the last time I felt this way. My face felt warm and tingly. Like someone had turned up the temperature in the building. I had to physically pinch myself as I sat across from Mr Chambers. Seriously, I was ogling the man. He was a beautiful man with a kind of sculpted looks, you see on the celebrity or ran across in your instagram feed, I wouldn't call them. Pretty definitely manly. Does he work out? He has to because that white shirt is perfectly molded. Stop it Tangie! I couldn't believe my reaction to this man in front of me. And of all times right now shameful. I was here to talk about my son to put that nightmare of a school year we just had behind us. I was a Godly christian single mom raising three boys and I was a successful businesswoman. That man, crazy woman I used to be. She was gone. She had disappeared a long time ago. That woman never recovered from the pain of loss. I pinched myself again when I found Mr Chambers staring at me again. I gulped at this point, not even sure if the man had said something to me or not. I'm sorry if I seem a bit flustered to you. But I was so excited about drake being accepted here and your phone call threw me for a loop is something wrong? Mr Chambers shook his head. His smile reassuring. No need to worry. We set up appointments with parents for all students who are new to the lab. Okay, so this isn't some kind of preliminary test. I mean, drake's application was selected through the lottery process. I know you have his school records from his previous school. He's really a smart boy. Yes, he is. I have looked over his school records. I believe the lab will be a perfect learning environment for drake. But whatever hormonal foolishness going through my head a few moments ago was replaced by the anxiety that plagued me the past few days. Mrs nelson. You don't have to worry. Mr Chambers held out his hands towards me as if he wanted to calm me down. They were nice hands, long fingers. Well manicured fingernails. Lord, what is wrong with me?