along not really sure what to do. Then the email came.
A few years ago, Kaitlyn was promoted to head of finance management at Grant and Son. It’s a prestigious position that holds a lot of responsibility. I was pretty honored when she contacted me and asked if I wanted to join her team. We’ve stayed in touch over the years so she knew I was feeling stuck where I was.
I didn’t have to think about Kaitlyn’s offer for very long. My mother offered to let me live with her in my childhood home on Long Island. She’s really excited that I’m back. I didn’t really want to commute, or live home at the age of twenty six, but it’s going to have to do for now. I can’t afford the rent in Manhattan just yet.
I’m a little nervous for my first day. I’m familiar with the building, and I know some of the same people that still work there, but this is a whole new ball game. I have a degree and experience now. I’m not an intern anymore. I’m a paid employee who’s expected to perform at the top of my game. Grant and Son only hires the best of the best. I have some big shoes to fill there.
Kaitlyn always valued me and knows I have a great work ethic, but I’m still not quite sure how she got me in the door. I know for a fact there were several more qualified people applying for the position she offered me. I want to think that Mason had something to do with approving her request, but I’m sure after six years he doesn’t even remember me.
He’s part of the reason I have anxiety about working in this office. He’s also moved up as his father has taken a step back. Garrison is openly working his way toward retirement and for the most part, Mason runs the whole operation. Not that I’ve been following him or anything, but keeping in touch with Kaitlyn has also given me the inside scoop on all of the little things that happened since I left.
I enter the large, two story, marble lobby. Kaitlyn has to be called by security since I don’t have an employee badge yet. After a short conversation, they let me through and I ride the elevator up to the twenty fifth floor which is occupied solely by Grant and Son.
The doors open and the office is already bustling with activity. I announce my presence to the receptionist.
“So nice to meet you, Ms. Roberts,” she greets me, “I’m Alex. Kaitlyn is waiting for you. You can follow me to her office.”
“You can call me ‘Sam’,” I reply as she crosses to the front of the large reception area.
Alex motions for me to follow her. She makes small talk as we walk down the long, white hallway. Apparently Grant and Son has expanded a great deal since I left. The area that used to house a majority of the company, is now devoted just to the financial management team.
Alex stops when we reach the end and knocks on the door. Corner office - nice Kaitlyn.
“Sam!” Kaitlyn says excitedly. She jumps up from behind her desk and embraces me in a warm hug, “I’m so excited to have you back.”
“Thanks. I’m happy to be back,” I reply with a smile, “nice digs,” I add, eyeing the large corner office.
“Thanks. I knew I’d have this office one day. I’m just glad I didn’t have to kill anyone to get it.”
“I’ll let you two catch up. If you need someone to show Sam around, let me know,” Alex offers.
“Thank you, Alex,” Kaitlyn answers.
Alex leaves the office and closes the door.
“She’s gorgeous. I can’t stand it,” Kaitlyn says to me in a joking manner. “I swear sometimes Mason must have ‘must look like a model’ as part of the qualifications for new hires.”
Mason. “Still up to his old tricks?” I ask casually.
“Of course. He doesn’t give his time to the women who work here, but I’m pretty sure he’s working his way down Wall Street.”
“Sounds like nothing’s changed.”
“Not on that end, but as far as business is concerned, Grant has grown dramatically since you left. Mason took over completely as CEO, and we’re