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.”

at her. “Hi, I’m

got along well just a moment

“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 the official store to get one for herself. Either that, or she had to be a big-ticket client. It would be great

got to know a few of their teachers and friends, then class

her books and was about to leave, but the

Janice, “Miss Yliaster is calling me. You go ahead without

I thought we could have lunch

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

wants to see you, Patricia. Come with

went inside and saw an elegant woman beside the window. The woman was in a black dress, and no matter how Patricia looked,

so happy to see you! I adore your designs!” Patricia did not expect to

made coffee