“Are you just going to just sit there like a couch potato and let life pass by, surely you do not expect things to drop out of heaven on your lap?”
Emma was exasperated with her teenager. It’s been almost a year since he graduated from high school he has been laying around doing nothing, no college, no job, not even much TV, just simply reading one book after the other and letting them pile up wherever he finished it.
Alex pushed back his unkempt jet-black hair back, got up from the couch and grunted
“I am going out.”
“Go! Some fresh air will do you some good!”
Emma heard the screech of his car leave the drive. She felt a mixture of emotion, concern about where he was heading off to and relief that he chose to leave the house for a change.
Alex drove around aimlessly for a while to gather his thoughts.
Mom should cut me some slack; she thinks I am lazy. I want to be sure, about what I want to do with my life. I do not want to be stuck in a dead end job I do not enjoy and take the stress out on my kids. Nor do I want to spend years studying only to find out I was on the wrong track. I would figure it out in my own time. I would like to do something that makes a difference in the world not just go to work and pay bills.
Alex jolted out of his muse when he saw a man running away from a young woman with her handbag. Without thinking, he stopped the car and bolted after the villain. Yet the man was too fast for him.
He trotted back to the young woman out of breath.
“Are you alright?”
Alex was surprised to see the wry smile on her face. He had expected distress.
“You haven’t been to the gym lately huh?”
“How about, ‘thank you for trying to get my bag back’. Cheeky!”
“It’s Sarah actually.”
“I am still waiting for a ‘Thank you’, or are you used to guys chasing down bad guys for you?”
Sarah put a hand on her hip and titled her head with raised eyebrows, Alex eyes shifted to the auburn curls that tumbled at an angle.
“Thanks. I don’t mean to be obnoxious. There was nothing important in my bag except my makeup and daddy told me not to worry about things that can be replaced.”
Hmm, a bit of a daddy’s girl and maybe a rich spoilt one too. Alex thought.
“Anyway since you are okay, I am off. Nice meeting you.” He started to stroll towards his car.
“Hey! What’s your name?”
He gave her a backward glance and had to admit she was a pretty sight. “It’s Alex”
As he drove, back home and reflected on his day, he felt a sense of achievement and thought about how he could help reduce crime.
He smiled. He was closer to finding out what his life was all about; in the mean time, he would go join the gym.
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