Maggie was someone that no one her age ever understood. She had, what her mother referred to, as an old soul. She was always highly successful at academics in school, and triumphed in every sport that she participated in. She was the envy of all her female peers through high school, college and again, in University. The challenge was, that although other girls envied her for her beauty and intelligence, they never understood her lack of belonging in social circles . Maggie simply did not have time for friends her own age.
At age 25, she began her career in architecture , even before she walked the stage to accept her Esteemed Honor, Bachelor’s Degree. She had a very detailed eye for design and logistics, and of buildings and structures. She had studied in Europe, around Paris and Rome, as part of her education, and had a creative way of caprturing design structure with her photographic and eidetic memory. She was sought after, pre-graduation, from multi million dollar, world renowned corporations. Her reputation preceded her while she was abroad.
Within months of working for a large firm, she was matched with a mentor named James. The rough-around-the-edges man was known for his over the top ideas, bold creativity, and gruff personality. He never dressed as though he was worth millions of dollars, and when Maggie first met him, she was disgusted by him. The disdain that she felt did…
