Page 10 of Light in Your Eyes

"Yes, she is," I say truthfully.

"Well, that might help." She hums, swirling her chair so that she faces me again. "Your client is also blind, Ms. Hayes."

Silence falls for a while.

My mouth drops open. "Are you saying that I got hired?" Disbelief is evident in my tone.

I don't think that the other fact is a problem because I'm used to taking care of my Nana. I don't mind looking after another blind person.

"Yes." Lauren nods.

I feel like rushing to her and hugging her tightly. Instead, I compose myself before I can do something embarrassing.

"Your profile, surprisingly, met the criteria for this client."

"Okay." My hands are getting sweaty from the excitement building up inside me. "How old is she? My client."

"He," Lauren corrects. "Your client is a man, and a young one at that. He's only a year older than you."

I'm still trying to digest this information. "Does he expect personal care? Although I'm willing to take care of clients with disabilities, I remember putting some conditions on my application for that matter."

Uneasiness stirs inside me. If a guy around my ageneeds my help with personal tasks like bathing and dressing, I might not feel that comfortable and would end up disappointing him.

Lauren seems to notice my concern and shakes her head in assurance. "Don't worry. He can do all of that himself. In fact, he's even better than us in some areas."

My brows furrow in confusion.

"He's a blind martial artist," she adds.

"A what?"

"A martial artist. A fighter."

When she notices how dumbfounded I am, she chuckles. "Yes, it's remarkable, isn't it?"

I can only nod slowly. "It is."

My respect grows for this potential client. Even though he's blind, he has accomplished such ability.

But then, I squint at Lauren. "If that's the case, can you be more specific about what kind of help he needs from me? And what made him choose me out of the other applicants?"

Lauren sighs. "I was wondering too, especially about your last question. As for the details of your tasks, his assistant will be the one who will explain to you tomorrow. Should you be willing to take care of him, he will pay for your flight ticket from Chicago to Texas and pick you up at the airport."

My eyes instantly widen. There's one word in her sentence that makes me off guard. "Tomorrow?"

"Yes," Lauren says. "This client needs your help as soon as possible. He stated that it was urgent."

So many thoughts are running through my head. I can't let go of this opportunity. I'll do anything to help my familyout of our money crisis. My Nana is blind, and Archer is too young to earn money.

I'm just not ready to tell them that I'm leaving them tomorrow. Will it be okay for Archer to take care of Nana alone while I'm gone?

"So, what do you think, Ms. Hayes?" Lauren is waiting for my response. "Do you think that you can take care of this client? We'll be discussing your payment first."

I take a deep breath, praying in my heart that I'm making the right decision and that everything will be okay.

Chapter 4

Layla