17.4.10

resistance to persistence

dear you,

i sat down in my assigned seat, the one that's in the first row diagonal to the driver, preparing for a relaxed bus ride from sydney to canberra. my parents had just left the country earlier that day and i was ready for some good ol' shae time. shortly after the bus left the station, the bus driver turned around and began a conversation with me. an hour later, i was able to confidently turn down his offer to jump-start my career in modeling and fashion. he was persistent, but i was smart.

sincerely,
shae

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