Vanessa a slightly tall, fair-sinned, blonde-haired lady took one more look at her apartment before rushing down the stairs.

Getting down stairs, she could see the busy road and people.

"Vanessa, you can do it" she encouraged herself and then looked at her purse. The money in it isn't enough to take a taxi. Well then, she'd just go to her destination on foot.

Vanessa just turned 24 this month; still single and unemployed.

She had been fired two weeks ago from the restaurant where she formerly worked because she had upset a rich customer by accident. Since then, she's searched for a job and finally found one as a cleaner in a small company. She was going for the interview today by 9:20 am.

It's currently 8:20 am, so she still has an hour left to get there. She pats the creases on her white gown and sighs again.

She then starts her journey admiring some things that she sees on the way.

30 minutes later,

Vanessa decided to cross over to the other side of the road since her destination was on that side. She looked at the traffic lights and saw that it had turned green.

Yes, she can cross now.

With that, she began to cross but halfway she was nearly hit by a car that transgressed the rules. The driver didn't even stop to say "sorry" before speeding off.

"Damn it!" she cursed.

"These rich people have no manners. Just because they are rich they think they can do anything. May heavens punish that devil" she said as she completed her crossing. It's good she didn't wear high heels today or else it would have been a different story. She looked at her watch and saw there was 26 minutes left so she began to jog hoping to get there faster.

When she was about to make a turn, she collided with a little girl. Both fell down and the little girl started weeping. Vanessa got up and stared at the girl. She wasn't good with handling kids so she could only ask:

"Where are your parents? How could they leave you alone?" she asked.

The little girl got up from the ground and hugged Vanessa's legs.

"Mama, you're back" the little girl muttered.

"Mama, carry me. Lisa wants a hug" the little girl said.

Vanessa stared at those big eyes of the little girl.

"Damn it! Why does she have to be so cute? And why is she calling me mother?" Vanessa pondered.

"Alright then! I'll carry you. Where are your parents?" she asked as she lifted the little girl who could be no more than 4 years old up.

"My daddy is bad. Lisa don't like him. Lisa run away. Lisa lost. Mammy carries Lisa" the little girl replied.

"Ok then, I'm already carrying you," Vanessa said with a sigh.

Man! She's running late but then, she also needs to deliver this little guy here to her home.

"Mammy, Lisa hungry" the little girl whispered as she rubbed her tummy.

Vanessa sighed.

"Fine then, I'll feed you," she said to the little girl.

"Yay! Mama is the best. Lisa love Mama" Lisa exclaimed happily and kissed Vanessa's cheek.

Vanessa looked at her and smiled.

"Let's go eat" she muttered as she walked further into a restaurant. The very one she worked at formerly. She saw some of her workmates stare at her in pity while some laughed at her.

"What would you like to eat?" a slim lady walked to her dressed in the same white gown as Vanessa's.

"Please give me a plate of rice and err... salad. Lisa can you eat that?" she asked the little one.

"Yes, anything. Lisa loves Mama" the little girl said cheerfully.

"Oh, and who's this pretty one?" the slim lady asked.