Interview of a lifetime

“Crap!”

I look up and laughed as he crawled to the toilet trying to get rid of Max’s poo. His brand new Salvatore Ferragamo, which he bought especially for this interview, now looked like wet $400 bills.

“Stupid dog!”

“I told you since last night that suit will not go with that shoes. Even Max thought so,”

“Yeah, thanks Max,” he said sarcastically. “Now I have to go with Olivia’s choice, and she will totally delighted,”

I followed him around and I decided to wait in the car. None of us said anything until Chris broke the silence. “I miss you, you know?” he said as he shifted the gear. “If they accepted me, I can…Oh come on!!”

In front of us, a crazy traffic jam was happening. Horn was blaring and no one seemed to be moving. “I will have the interview of my life in 45 minutes! God must be kidding.”

“Ha! Bad luck is in the air!” I teased and he rolled his eyes.

“I don’t believe in bad luck,” Chris parked the car in the nearest parkway. “If I had to walk there, I will. I will attend this interview and I. Will. Not. Late.”

I watch in amazement as Chris walked away. But what can I do against a strong-willed man?

***

“Chris Miyazaki!” a woman in professional suit called him right when we entered the building. “Always dressed up sharp like the man I know. And I see you took my advice not to wear the Salvatore? The Board doesn’t like it when we played richie rich. How was the traffic?”

“It was… well, I walked myself here.”

She smiled warmly. “I can see you really want the job. Come right in.”

And there goes the longest three hours of my life. I sat there waiting, then took a walk around the building, and sat again. I was considering going home when Chris walked out of the room with the biggest grin I ever saw. And I know that only mean one thing.

I ran to him and gave him the biggest hug as he called mom. “Mom! Well, yes! Sure I will visit you but first I need to go somewhere first.”

***

“Hi, Olivia Miyazaki,” he said as he put the bouquet of flowers down. “I am sorry it took me months to visit you again. I… I am ok, I guess. And I just wanted to let you know that I got the job..”

Chris held back his tears as he continues. “I… I bought your favourite flowers. I hope you will be proud of me. And I promise I will visit you more often.”

I smiled sadly as my twin brother cleaned up my grave and gave it a kiss before he headed to Mom. “You are one lucky man."