One of my submissions to the "Friday Flash Fiction" website.

Perfect Candidate

John had given his usual spiel of why he wanted to work for the company and hoped it was enough. How could he tell them the real reason?

The bus ride to the interview had taken his last pound, he was three months behind on the mortgage and the food bank had fed his children for the past week. Thankfully his feet were planted on the floor so they couldn’t see the hole in his shoe. He really needed this job.

‘I think we have everything we need Mr Wells. When can you start?’

John breathed a sigh of relief.