Come Monday
Last time we spoke I told you that we received word on the first apartment we submitted our dossier to. We got the apartment, but since it was a Friday we couldn't make it official until Monday. Which meant the second apartment we submitted to could still decide to accept our dossier. I had pretty much made up my mind that the first apartment would be our new home, but TGB really wanted that second. So... Monday arrives and our relocation specialist tells us we have until the close of business to accept the first apartment, but in the meantime she will nudge the second guy to at least give us an answer. At that point I still figured that we would be rejected because they had another couple already interested and, well, I didn't want to get my hopes up.
In the meantime we walked down to our corner cafe, sat outside, smoked, drank some coffee and ordered lunch. There were two English speaking girls - high school age - sitting at the next table. They weren't American - they had an accent …
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