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yourself.” She grinned and I glared back. She knew why I didn’t go on.
    “Why didn’t you tell me it was him?”
    “And spoil the fun? Would you have told me if the tables were turned?”
    I stopped. “Probably not.”
    I slumped onto the couch, resting my chin in my hands. “Why did it have to be him? He was so different in there. I mean, who does he think he is?” I tried to copy his voice, “Sorry Scarlett, you’re too good for this position, why don’t you get out of my office so I never have to see you again.”
    “He didn’t say that.”
    “Practically. I cannot believe him. Who does that? Who says that? If he had bouncers he would have ordered them in, and they would have carried me out and threw me through a plate glass window in the front of the office.”
    “He had a plate glass window in his office?”
    “No.” I waved my hand in the air. “That’s not the point.”
    “Perhaps he’s right. You are too good for the job.”
    “Damn straight I am.”
    “Exactly. So he did you a favor.”
    “But why be such a jerk about it? And then, just as I was about to get out of there, he said I could have it if I want but I have to think about it, first. Like it’s some life or death situation. It’s just a stupid job, for goodness sake. If it doesn’t work out, then no big deal. I still have the money from my mother’s insurance. It’s not like I’m going to starve.”
    “Then why do you care? Just say no. Let it go and move on.”
    “I will say no. I will move on. I wanted a job to help out, with Thomas’s fall. With the bills and everything.”
    “Don’t they have the money?”
    “Yes. They do. But I need to do something. Something to help them. And something to get my mind off it.”
    She nodded.
    I stood up and walked over to her kitchen, adding water to her electric kettle and turning it on. “You want tea?”
    “Cold drink.”
    I grabbed a can from the fridge and threw it over to her. She caught it with one hand.
    “It’s fine anyway. I’m just annoyed with him. It’s silly really. I hardly know him. I met him once for goodness sakes.” The kettle clicked off.
    “I could ask at the store, see if they have any jobs there,” said Lacey.
    I placed a teabag into the cup and poured the boiling water over it, adding a teaspoon of sugar. I shook my head. “No, I’ll figure something out.”
    “Does this mean he’s no longer your dream man?”
    I scoffed and pointed the teaspoon at her. “I told you he’d be a disappointment in real life. Which is for the best. I never want to get involved with anyone anyway. And there is no such thing as a dream man.”
     
    My grandmother Rose, still wasn’t home. She had been at the hospital now since Thomas’s accident two days ago. I placed a small suitcase on the bed and packed her some fresh clothes, underwear and some toiletries. I also packed two of her favorite books.
    For my grandfather I packed a deck of playing cards and his old ukulele.
    I went into my bedroom to get changed out of the black dress I wore to the interview. I tied my hair back and washed off my makeup. I looked into the bathroom mirror at my reflection. My cheeks were red. I’d have to get rid of this excess energy that Jason had caused before I went to the hospital.
    What was I talking about? Jason didn’t cause anything. He was nothing to me. I had to get him out of my mind.
    I returned to my closet and changed into running clothes. I placed a cap on my head, pulling the brim down low. I didn’t feel like making eye contact with anyone.
    Putting the armband on, I set my phone to my favorite playlist on shuffle, and strapped it into the armband. When I put the earbuds in, Pink Floyd’s, See Emily Play had already started. A good beat to clear my head.
    I went outside, locked the door, placed the key in my shoe and ran as fast as I could, knowing in thirty minutes I’d be back to my regular self.
     
    “How was the interview?” asked my grandmother.
    I placed