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to see me here. My anger is rising, and I clench my fists in my lap in order to keep myself from shaking. What is he doing here? When did he even pass the bar and if he did why is he at this firm? This isn’t the only fucking law office in New Jersey, why this one? He does his best to disguise his reaction as he addresses the room. I can hear him thanking everyone for the warm welcome, but I’m too pissed to hear much else.
    The meeting lasts a few minutes longer and as it comes to a close I gather my things and rush out of the conference room with my head down. I get to my desk and practically throw myself in the chair, place my head in my hands, close my eyes and focus on my breathing. I need to calm myself down before I start throwing things. This was supposed to be my one safe place, the one place where Tyler’s memory wasn’t always in my face, but now I know that’s not possible. No matter what I do, there will always be someone or something that reminds me of him.
    I make it through the rest of the day without running into Luca. I have made it my goal to avoid him at all costs, and I succeed for most of the week. I see him in the hall so I turn and walk the other way. He walks into the kitchen while I’m there; I grab my coffee cup and bolt. He’s standing next to the water cooler, and I decide I’d rather die of dehydration. I spy him at the printer and figure the documents I need to mail can wait. He pulls into the parking spot next to mine, and I move my car. I don’t care about how petty I must look, how absolutely bitchy I must seem. I. Don’t. Care. As far as I’m concerned Luca does not exist, he can’t touch me, I will not let him phase me, effect me, bother me. He does not exist! That is until two seconds ago when he walked up to my desk. I look up take in his appearance but say nothing. He cleans up nicely, I’ll give him that. He looks good in his black tailored suit, almost like he belongs here, but I know better. He’s a selfish asshole loser and the fact that he’s standing here instead of Tyler who really deserved a job like this makes me want to scream.
    “Hi,” he greets, looking down at me uncomfortably.
    I continue to stare at him, and it’s probably more of a glare at this point but again say nothing. He does not exist, he does not exist, I keep chanting to myself. He waits for a reply from me but quickly realizes that it’s not coming. Maybe he’s not so stupid after all. He lets out a sigh of frustration.
    “I was told that you were the go to person for information on the benefits package.”
    He was informed correctly, I am the person to go to for a lot of things in this place, none of which I wish to go over with him. Had he been any other new hire, I would have already gone over everything with him. I open my bottom desk drawer pull out a pre-made manila file and toss…yes toss it to him as if I were tossing a Frisbee to a dog. He catches it (barely), chuckles, and walks away. I’m glad that he thinks my hatred is amusing. “You’re welcome,” I mumble to myself. “Jerk.”
    I open my email program and begin to compose a new message.
     
    From: Everly West
    To: Luca Jensen
    Subject: New Hire Information.
     
    Dear Mr. Jensen
     
    Welcome to Harvey, Stone, and Associates. You will need to fill out the benefits package, which you have received and return to my attention no later than close of business day next Friday.
    Please be aware that should you need supplies for your office you may email me a list, and I will take care of ordering for you.
    I will be ordering your business cards, and you will receive them within ten days.
     
    Should you require anything else please do not hesitate to E-MAIL me.
     
    Thank you,
     
    Everly Phillips-West, CP
    Certified Paralegal
     
    I hit send feeling pretty proud of myself. He should get the picture now, the picture being stay the hell away from me.

    Avoiding Luca isn’t as hard as I thought it would be, probably because I think