You Are My One and Only

Scott smiled. “Good luck, Mommy!”

Her son’s encouragement was the motivation she needed. Patricia nodded. “I will.”

Scott sent Patricia off. He was in a black coat, and the way he saw her off reminded Patricia of Isaac. For some reason, she thought Scott resembled Isaac a little. She smiled. Maybe that’s what every handsome guy looks like when they’re kids.

Patricia drove her red Volvo all the way to Claudetown University. The training class was held there, and she heard that it was really professional and raised countless famous designers. Patricia found a spot and sat down. There were both men and women there, and there were about twenty people.

The girl beside her moved closer. “Hi, I’m Janice. Nice to know you, classmate.”

her. “Hi,

along well just a moment later. “Patricia, I heard Tiffany herself is gonna teach our class.

but she did know who Tiffany was. She was a famous designer. “That’s nice!” Patricia loved her designs. She loved buying Tiffany’s shirt back when she was living with the Anistons. She could not afford them now, though. They were expensive, and every new design would always sell out very quickly. She had to be rich and had connections with

got to know a few of their teachers

held her books and was about to leave, but the

“Miss Yliaster is calling me. You go ahead

I thought we could have lunch together. Next

“What do you need, Ms. Yliaster?” The teacher remembers my name on the first day. My

see you, Patricia. Come with

black dress, and no matter how Patricia looked, this woman

She trotted over to the woman. “Tiffany, it’s really you! I’m so happy to see you! I adore your designs!” Patricia did not expect to meet her idol on the first day of class, and class had not even formally

her hand elegantly. “I made coffee for you.