Short Story: The Little Applicant

A bodyguard didn’t need to be big to be good, but…

He looked down at their smallest applicant, a little lady who didn’t even reach his shoulder.

Maybe she was stronger than she looked?

She wasn’t.

Maybe she had exceptional skills.

She didn’t.

Baffled, he pulled her aside.

“Why do you want to be a bodyguard?” he asked.

She looked up at him straight in the eye. “I can’t be hurt if I’m strong.”

He didn’t know if the motivation was a right fit for a bodyguard, but he liked the spark in her eyes, not dulled at all despite coming dead last in their assessment.

“Alright.”

He would give her the same training they offered their other candidates. Either she would hit her limit and drop out, or she would get a strong body to match her fiery spirit.

~End~

Genre: general

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