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- Dear Marcail
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- About the Author
Sean was given until school let out to find a full-time job for the summer, not a job with Rigg or at the shipping office, but one where he walked in, introduced himself, and asked for full-time work for the summer.
And what if I refuse? Sean asked, not belligerently, but needing to know his boundaries.
Then youll find yourself out on your ear, because this is what its going to cost you to live here this summer.
Rigg pushed a piece of paper toward the young man. On it were the weekly costs for Seans rent and food for the entire summer. Rigg also told him he would have to buy his own clothing. Sean read the list over several times, and then looked into the eyes of Rigg and his sister. They were regretful, but serious.
Sean nodded slowly. He hated to admit it, but he knew he had no one to blame but himself. Maybe a job would help him say no to the friends who got him into the most trouble. Not that he blamed them completely; he knew the choice was his.
The next day being Friday, Sean knew he had just one more day before setting off to find a summer job. He thought he might have seen a sign at the livery. He didnt know the pay, but it had to be fairly high or else he would have to put in plenty of hours for his rent and expenses.
He also wanted to buy Katies baby something special. She was due in about three months and he had put her through a lot. He thought if he could buy a gift for his new niece or nephew with his own money, he could prove to Kate that he did think of other people besides himself.
With this in mind Sean rose from the table to find Marcail. He had shouted at her today because hed had a headache. Knowing he needed to make amends, he nevertheless wished his family understood him more. In fact, he wished he understood himself more.
twenty-eight
Jeff smiled at the sight of Bobbie on the step stool in the storeroom; she wasnt supposed to be up there. But then, it was only her boss who told her that, and since Bobbie saw no reason for the rule, she disregarded it when she felt it necessary.
Youre not to be up there, Bobbie, Jeff stated as he came to stand below her.
Oh, its all right. You see, Gilbert just had to run a quick errand and I want to get this done before lunch.
Jeff shook his head as she went back to organizing the unclaimed packages, even as his hands lifted to grasp her around the waist.
Once on the floor Bobbie glared up at Jeff, but he smiled engagingly, which only deepened her scowl. Sidestepping her, Jeff hopped on the ladder himself.