Prompt: Wonder

Hired

"You read the full job description."

"Yeah, what did you mean by ‘intact sense of wonder?’"

"However you interperet it. Would you say you meet that standard? Your other qualifications are more than adequate."

Jaded as I am, I figured I could still fake it. "Sure."

The last year’s been... strange. See, Gonzales is a traveller, of sorts. Being his "assistant" had less to do with writing letters than with huddling for warmpth under the odd-colored suns of worlds unknown to man.

I grow into jobs. Maybe one day I’ll grow a sense of wonder. For now it’s rough.