After one of her weekly meetings with the women’s suffrage group, Magdalena stayed behind to show Irene Billingsley one of her manuscripts.
She sat in quiet suspense, watching to older woman read.
“This is brilliant, Ms. Gale,” Irene finally said and sat down next to Magdalena, “you have quite a way with words. You write on a machine, no?”
Magdalena nodded excitedly, “thank you Ms. Billingsley, I do!”
“Very impressive,” Irene said. She seemed to think for a while before clearing her throat, “I have a proposition. Would you like to come work for me, or for us? We’re expanding and need a new secretary. There’s also talk about starting a monthly newsletter, so if you’re interested perhaps you could write columns for that as well.”
Magdalena let out an involuntary squeal, “my goodness, of course! I’d be honoured!”
That night, Magdalena stood in front of her parents´ bedroom door, gathering up courage to tell them the news. Finally she knocked and Alice opened the door, "Magda," she smiled, "did you want something?"
"Good evening mama, may I come in?" Magdalena asked, Alice nodded and gestured her daughter inside, "good evening, papa."
"What´s on your mind, dear?" Alice asked and walked over to Eugene.
"Well, I´ve been offered work," Magdalena said slowly, "it would be six days a week, monday to saturday. I´d still have time to help out at home," she swallowed nervously, "I´m going to accept."
"Why, of course you will!" Eugene exclaimed.
Alice walked over to her daughter and hugged her tight, "congratulations my love. We´re very happy for you."
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