Strong Lesson Or Painful Lesson? Part I

“Sit the hell down,” Cali shouts to Dana as she attempts to rise up from around the table in the lunchroom. “If HR wants us to come in tomorrow at ten o’ clock, I am grateful for the opportunity to sleep another hour and a half in my bed.”

Glaring at her in confusion, Dana questioned, “you don’t see this is odd?”

“You are too damn superstitious,” Cali argues. “You see something odd in everything.”

Nodding, “Ok,” Dana relents, digging into her salad.

The next morning, Joel, Dana’s boyfriend, asks, “You don’t have to be at work until ten. It’s after six. Why are you up?”

Staring at him, her thoughts running wild, she questioned, “Isn’t it odd, when I have to be at work early, I wake up late? Now I have to be in later, and I am up early?”

Joel eased over, kissed her right cheek, and then encouraged her, “go back to bed.”

Unable to sleep after he left for work, Dana got up and did long overdue chores.

Her phone beeped ten minutes to eight while she unloaded clothes from her washing machine. It was a message from her bank that her loan for the mortgage had been approved. Joy was delayed as a thought shot through her head, and Cali’s voice shot it down before it could show.

Her phone rang. While answering with one hand, the other stuffing clothes in the dryer, Cali’s voice called out.

“Third Valley National bank approves our loans for our house. They want us in at 8:30 this morning. Girl, drop everything and get ready. I will pick you up in fifteen minutes!”

Dana heard a click before she could respond.

Again, joy was delayed. Closing the dryer, then rereading the bank’s message, waiting for joy. None came.

Again, Cali’s voice warned, “you are too superstitious.”

Sighing, starting the dryer, and heading back to her bedroom, her instincts quest, “this is too good. You know your life doesn’t go that easy without a cost.”

“But this is what I wanted,” she questioned life. “This chain of events is perfect.”

“And you think life is perfect?” her insecurity argues.

Nodding, she sends the bank a message then quickly gets dress.

Dana was downstairs when Cali pulled up in front of her building minutes later. As she entered and sat in the passenger’s seat, Cali’s anger said, “I know that look, and you aren’t going to deny me my moment.”

With a sigh, fighting fear and her instincts, she responds, “you don’t see anything strange here. Our lives are never convenient. Look at the chain of events.”

“Why must you have to question everything?” Cali cried out, her left-hand grasping the steering wheel while her right hand was in the air.

“We applied for this loan two days ago. We are single females with limited credit history borrowing more than three hundred thousand dollars to buy our home. Why did they approve our loans so quickly?”

“Our dreams are within reach. Why can’t you think positively?”

“I study my life. When things come easy, it cost me more?” Dana explained.

“And you don’t think our hard work and sacrifices is hard enough?”

“Easy is freaking me out!” Dana argues. “Nothing in my life comes this easy.”

“You can’t think that life is actually handing you something you earned for all of the good you do for our world?”

“I am sorry, but I send the bank a message to reschedule my appointment date,” Dana disclosed.

“Are you out of your damn mind!” Cali erupted in anger.

“All I am saying is I don’t like this route, someone, has charted for me?”

Cali reached over, opened the passenger side door for her, and then said, “well, go and charter your own damn route.”

Dana nods and steps out, and closes the door. She stood on the sidewalk and watched as her best friend from kindergarten drove away.

Arriving at work ten minutes early, she was shocked when everyone stared at her as if she had done something wrong.

“You are late, why didn’t you call in?” her supervisor Maria demands.

“HR said I should come in at ten,” she explained.

“You too?” she sighed. “It was an error in their computer.”

Shock held Dana for a moment, and then she asked, “Cali isn’t here yet? We both got the same message.”

Before she could respond, a voice screamed from the lunched room, “Third Valley National bank has been robbed, and five people are dead! It’s on the news!”

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