Astrid did not see the point of her further residence in the capital until her fifties. Her career had already stopped fifteen years ago at the level of deputy head of the department. The salary was not bad, but the accumulated funds were not enough to purchase her own housing in the capital. And she did not want to live in a rented apartment. Therefore, she decided to resign and return to her city. There, on her savings, she will surely buy an apartment…
– Choose any room, – her mother suggested. She lived alone in a three-room apartment. Astrid chose the room next to her mother’s.
– Why do you have to buy an apartment? Isn’t there enough space here? – her mother expressed her dissatisfaction.
– I want my own. – Astrid was very friendly with her mother. But still…
The realtor showed Astrid several apartments. She had already chosen a home, had already started the paperwork, when the realtor called and said that a two-room apartment in her mother’s house was for sale. It was a gift from fate. She bought it…
Astrid got a job at the city House of Culture. At first she was scared. “Where am I, and where is culture?” – the woman doubted. But soon she got involved. The experience of managerial work proved to be useful here as well.
The first concert, organized for the elderly, showed that Astrid is in her place. And she literally blossomed, satisfied with her work. Then a few more events followed. Astrid was in seventh heaven, feeling needed and in demand…
– Astrid? Good morning! – her former immediate boss called.
– Good morning.
– Roger Smith has left the firm. A good position with a good salary became available. We immediately thought of you. Who else could we offer it to if not you? When can you come? What are you doing in the country?
– This is the city.
– It doesn’t matter. We’re waiting for you. Very…
Twenty-five years she had waited for those words. She had. But now she didn’t want to return to the disorganized capital.
