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.”

smiled at her. “Hi,

moment later. “Patricia, I heard Tiffany herself is gonna

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

took their books and got to know a few

and was about to leave, but

calling

“And I thought we could have lunch

do you need, Ms. Yliaster?” The teacher remembers my

“Someone wants to see you,

went inside and saw an elegant woman beside the window. The woman was in a black dress, and no matter how Patricia looked, this woman had a magnificent air about her. She turned around

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,

her hand elegantly. “I made