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He considers me carefully. “I think it’ll help you get into school. You’re already going to be applying late. Working there will look better than ringing up groceries at Miller’s Farm.”
“Oh. But I’m probably going to end up going to Greene Pointe for the first two years, then transfer.”
He rolls his eyes as if I’m being dense. “So? It’ll still help. Maybe you’ll decide you don’t like it and want to do something else. Or maybe you’ll love it and decide you want to go on and get your master’s in audiology or whatever. At least it’ll give you some experience.”
Someone touches my shoulder. By the feel of the body behind me, it’s Griff. I tip my head back. “Hey.”
“Can I join?” Griff lifts his eyebrows. “Or is this a confidential talk?”
“Sit,” Remy says. “Talk some sense into your girl.”
“Talk some sense?” I bristle.
“Yikes,” Griff mutters as he climbs onto the bench next to me. “What’s going on?”
“I got Molly an internship at Fisher’s hearing clinic and she’s making up excuses for why she can’t do it.”
“I didn’t say that!” I shout louder than I intended. “I just don’t have any experience or anything.”
“Yeah,” Remy says slowly, as if I’m an idiot. “That’s the whole point. To get experience.” He flicks his gaze at Griff. “Am I speaking another language?”
“Won’t I have to like dress up or something though?” A medical office isn’t going to let me wear jeans and T-shirts the way my cashier’s job does. “It’s an office.”
Remy’s clearly exasperated with me. “So we’ll buy you a summer business wardrobe or whatever the fuck. Why are you being so difficult?”
“Hey,” Griff snaps. “Ease up.” Griff slides his hand over mine. “What’s wrong?”
Feeling helpless and unable to put the words together, I stare at him and shake my head.
“You’re worried because you don’t have experience,” Griff says.
I bob my head up and down.
“Okay,” Griff says calmly, shooting a scowl at Remy. “Everyone has to start somewhere, Molly.” He glances at Remy. “It’s Fisher’s place? The guy your grandfather saw?”
Remy nods.
Griff takes my hand again. “So, Fisher knows you’re just graduating from high school, and that means you won’t have any experience.” He flicks another questioning look at Remy. “Does he want her to come in and interview or what?”
“He wants to talk to her, but I got the impression she has the job.” Remy’s tone softens. “He remembered you right away. Seemed happy that’s what you want to go to school for. I told him your grades are excellent, that you’re more than book smart, and that you’re serious, and a hard worker.”
A ray of hope pokes through all the clouds of doubt in my chest. Remy said all that about me? “Really?”
“Yes,” Remy groans.
I stare at the card in my hands. “Wow. Okay. When should I call him?”
“After school on Monday,” Remy says.
I step out of the bench and hurry to the other side of the table. “Thank you.” I throw my arms around Remy’s shoulders and rest my forehead on the top of his thick, curly mop of black hair. “I’m sorry,” I murmur.
He reaches up and pats my arm. “It’s okay. It’s not like we have lots of responsible role models to help us out with this shit. I’m swimming in the dark here, Molly.”
I hug him tighter. “I know.”
Click.
Remy and I both focus on Griff, who has his phone pointed at us.
