Flash Fiction Friday

Validation 

She was told to report to the 35^th floor. When she arrived she was shown into a large corner office with floor to ceiling windows that highlighted the panoramic view of the city skyline. Several men were milling around the desk as she entered. The air seemed to crackle with anticipation. 

For as long as she could remember her daydreams had been this exact moment.

She had to admit it was appealing, she found herself tempted.

When she left the building, with her portfolio securely tucked under her arm, she knew she wasn’t going to take the position.

It wasn’t the job she was after.

It was the OFFER.

Validation.