Chapter Two: A City That Never Sleeps

Lydia awoke at 7:30 AM and rolled out of bed. She put on her sweats, whipped her hair up and ran out the door, she went for her usual morning jog and landed back at her house. She showered, ate breakfast, and lay on her bed evaluating her life.

Her phone rang. She lazily rolled over assuming it was her mother on the other end, still complaining that Lydia had gotten her belly button pierced.

She answered. "Hello . . . Okay. That's fine, I'll be right in." She jumped up and put on her cocktail waitress uniform as she thought, "well, it pays the rent and puts food on the table."

She arrived at work to learn they had hired a new waitress. As Lydia walked through the spinning door and over to the manager, she was surprised to meet a bright green-eyed, black-haired beauty named Norah. Lydia learned that she was going to be responsible for training Norah. Lydia wasn't too thrilled with this idea, but she just smiled and acted happy.

Norah was quite the chatterbox. She talked about everything from life as a "movie star" to her favorite Uncle Nick, whom she was staying with.

Lydia and Norah had been working and on the third day Norah approached Lydia. She seemed upset and uneasy. "Hi."

"Hey, Norah. Something wrong?"

"Umm.no. I was just wondering if I could take the night off."

"Sure," Lydia smiled. "I am almost done with my shift, do you want to go get a bite to eat?"

"No, I am so sorry. I need some alone time right now. Sorry." She half- grinned and left.