Read The Eternal Intern (Contemporary Romantic Comedy) for Free Online

die.
    “Loretta, I missed you a lot and there was no day that I didn't wake up at three in the morning thinking of the precious times we had, fearing that they would never return,” I answered.
    “I was dreaming of you and me how we met at work. How we danced together at the night club and experienced this magical connection. Sometimes I woke up feeling depressed because this was all in the past and would never occur again,” I continued.
    My phone was beeping warning me that the battery w ould deplete any minute. I tried to ignore the sound.
    “Can you imagine how I feel now that you are calling again? ” I asked her.
    The other side stayed silent. No reaction.
    “Loretta, are you there?” I said after waiting for a few seconds. Still no answer.
    I looked at my phone and it was off. I tried to switch it on but it didn't let me. The battery was gone. I wasn't sure when exactly
    the phone died. After my last sentence, before, or during? I felt terrible. I looked around but couldn't see any phone booths or plug molds.
     
    “PASSENGERS OF FLIGHT NA 143 TO DURBAN, SOUTH AFRICA PLEASE PROCEED TO GATE 26. WE ARE STARTING TO BOARD”
     
    The speakers blared at me.
    I didn't have time to look for a phone anymore. I had to leave the country. During the eleven hour flight I couldn't stop thinking of Loretta. Was she really honest about her words or only emotional? How will she react when I call her from Africa? Will she still feel the same? The questions were haunting me. I fell asleep for a little while but suddenly woke up, thinking Loretta was sitting beside me. Glancing to the wrinkled elderly man in the seat next to mine, I was disappointed. She wasn't here.
    As I got off the aircraft , I expected the heat to hit me, but it was only mildly warm. It was early in the morning and I was wide awake, despite the fact that I could hardly sleep during the flight. As I stepped into the terminal I was bombarded with requests to take a cab.
    “SIR, YOU NEED A RIDE TO CITY. COME WITH ME, ONLY ONE HUNDRED DOLLAR ,” one man shouted my way.
    “Come with me. I know where you can find girls. I take ninety dollar” another cab driver told me trying to take my luggage.
    Girls at 9 a.m.? Despite that, I couldn't get my thoughts off Loretta. I have to call her but first I wanted to get to the radio station. I negotiated with a few more taxi drivers and got one to take me for far less money to the station.  As the car was driving along I was fascinated by the scenery passing the window. Well, I didn't see Elephants and Lions but I saw the beauty of this mysterious continent. The trees didn't grow upwards; the top was flat and spread out like a plate. There were giant round cocoons of dirt, branches, and leaves hanging down from some of them.
    “African bird nests, my friend ,” the cab driver said to me as he was playing with the tuner of the radio.
    I was anxious about the new experience that was awaiting me. I was here to do radio, which I had never done before, and nothing else. I constantly tried to remind myself of that.
    “Sun Radio, my friend ,” the driver pointed with his index finger to a large building complex on the other side of the road.
    It was huge. The buildings rowed up becoming a white wall. As I approached the main entrance a shiver went through my spine. Fears of failure were going through my head.
    “Excuse me, where can I find Ms. M’Beka?” I asked the receptionist in the main entrance hall.
    “Ms. M’Beka? Let me see ,” she answered as she suddenly started to flip through a book.
    “Ah yes, here. Go to building C, third floor, Room 3.58”.
    Here I was. I left to a complete new continent to not only discover something new in life. I was here to work. I was hoping that this endeavor would give me better job chances at home. As I concentrated on this, Loretta’s last words constantly struck me. As I was pulling my case through the hallways of the station I started to doubt my recently discovered