Aside from her eight hours of sleep, Eliza spent sixteen hours a day delivering food.
“Hey Eliza, you’ve got an order from Grandview Villas today. They’re having a birthday party tonight and ordered over twenty thousand dollars’ worth of food. Your delivery fee is two thousand bucks. Remember to pick up the meals at 5 PM.”
The caller was the owner of a small catering business.
In Eliza’s month of delivering food, the owner had always looked out for her, giving her big, lucrative orders.
“Got it, Lana. I’ll be there on time.”
This was the biggest order Eliza had received since she started delivering food. A two thousand dollar delivery fee was a lifesaver for Eliza, who was struggling financially.
At five o'clock, Eliza picked up the meals that Lana had packed.
“Lana, could you give me the contact’s number?”
Lana sent Eliza the phone number and handed her a raincoat. “Eliza, the weather looks bad. It might pour later. Ride carefully and head straight home after the delivery.”
“Got it.”
Eliza put on her helmet and took the raincoat from Lana. “Bye.”
“Be careful on the road.”
“Will do.”
Grandview Villas were located in the suburbs, about thirty miles away. It would take over an hour on her electric bike.
Halfway there, it started to drizzle.
This was nothing new for Eliza; in her month of food delivery, she had faced all sorts of weather. Her attitude changed from discomfort to adaptability. As long as she could make money, she feared nothing.
When she arrived at the gate of Grandview Villas, the rain had intensified.
She called the contact. “Hello, your order has arrived. Could someone please come and collect it?”
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