When Camilla rose the next morning, she felt like a new woman. She bounced out of bed with more energy than she could remember having in a long time. Eating and dressing quickly, she went to work early to get ahead of her day. Leaving her apartment, she hummed the song that Christian had been playing in her apartment to herself, even though she couldn’t quite remember the words.
“Sailin’ away on the crest of a wave
it’s like magic.”
When her supervisor, Jane, arrived at work shortly after, she was surprised to see Camilla in so early and clearly brimming with energy. They made small talk, and then Jane asked Camilla to step into her office for a private chat. Camilla rose and followed her in. Cognisant of what she wasn’t wearing, Camilla was careful not to walk too quickly.
She was humming to herself quietly as her supervisor closed the door behind them.
“Oh, rollin’ and ridin’ and slippin’ and slidin’
it’s magic.”
“My word Camilla, you seem to be in a good mood this morning!”
“I had a great weekend!”
“Amazing. Get up to much?”
“I sure did!”
“Did you get out of town?”
“I stayed right here.”
“Well, each to their own. So, the reason that I wanted to chat was I need to know where you are in terms of extending your time here. You’ve been doing excellent work, and we’d love you to stay. But I know for a talented young woman, Canberra can be pretty dull. Especially during non-sitting weeks, it can get very quiet around this place. But you are a pretty resourceful. I’m sure you will come up with something fun to do during the down times. So what do you say? Can you make Canberra work for you?”
Camilla had only been half listening. Her mind had drifted as she thought back to the events of the weekend; the feeling of freedom from her clothes and the music playing in her head.
She only just half snapped out of her trance to say, “Oh, don’t worry. I’m staying!”
“And you, and your sweet desire.
You took me higher and higher, baby!”
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