Adam wasn't sure he was ready to commit to a job here--there was his memory, for one thing, and there was the fact that once he did recover it entirely he should by rights go home, for another. But he'd grown bored and restless. He was accustomed to working very hard. And though he knew how to wait, and how to develop a routine for the quiet times in between crises, there had always been something to do, things to keep track of and people to manage. So he thought he'd give it a go, see if there was anyone hiring who might be able to use someone like him, albeit for some limited amount of time.
However, there was someone there already, reading the quaint little board on which jobs were posted. A woman. He smiled at her, then stood a little to the side, so he could still read the notices without intruding into her space.
"Oh, sorry," Lily smiled over at the man, shifting over a bit. There was a flyer about a job in a pet store. She didn't speak Chinese, but she'd see about it. Lily just needed something to occupy herself...
Adam shook his head gently. "It's quite all right." He was, after all, taller, and she had a sweet smile that smoothed over the inconvenience. "Do you see anything good?"
"Depends on what you think is good. Pet shop, book store." Lily shrugged. "I wish I even knew what I wanted to do." She smiled over at the man. "I'm Lily Potter. I don't think we've met."
"I-I have a little boy. Wes." He felt suddenly overwhelmed by worry and uncertainty, and stopped walking. "He-- I don't know if he's all right. He lost his mother only a yew years ago."
Lily put an arm on Adam's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I hope he's well." She knew that Harry had no one when she'd died, and what befell him was something that she wished she could change every day.
Swallowing a lump in his throat, Adam gave Lily a grateful look. "There are a number of people I expect are looking after him. I only wish I could know for sure. But because of the state of my memory, I can't find out."
She nodded slowly. "If you need any help, of any sort, in finding him, let me know, yeah? I'd be more than happy to help. If anything changes with your memory."
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However, there was someone there already, reading the quaint little board on which jobs were posted. A woman. He smiled at her, then stood a little to the side, so he could still read the notices without intruding into her space.
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"I-I have a little boy. Wes." He felt suddenly overwhelmed by worry and uncertainty, and stopped walking. "He-- I don't know if he's all right. He lost his mother only a yew years ago."
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