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mansion.  Marble floors beneath my five dollar flops, my back, swathed in an eleven dollar clearance rack shirt against a Mahogany carved bench.  I was a run-over, scraped up nickel amongst fourteen carat Double Eagles and it made me squirm. 
                  An older lady walked out of the office and shook hands with Mrs. Collins one last time before turning to me and saying, “Age before beauty, Dear.” 
                  I wonder if my job at the restaurant is still good?
                  Mrs. Collins invited me into her office but what was the point?  It was obvious she’d already hired the lady before me and judging by Breaker’s attitude, he agreed.
                  Mrs. Collins sat in her big leather chair and gestured for me to take a seat.  I should’ve been paying attention but I couldn’t get Breaker’s face out of my head and the questions that came along with it.  I wanted to know why a guy who obviously had a lot going for him could be so sad.
                  “So, I think it’s best that another person fill the position.  She’s got lots of experience…”
                  “My dad owns a commercial cleaning business.  I’ve been helping him since I was a kid.  I know how to clean.”
                  She smirked at me but shrugged her shoulders, “Well, the fact is, I’ve already hired someone else.  I’m sorry.”
                  I’d done it.  I’d let myself get my hopes up in vain.  I thanked her and got up to leave.  But since I wasn’t getting this job, I decided to take a chance and ask her one more question. 
                  “Mrs. Collins,” I prompted and she looked up at me, slightly irked.
                  “Yes?”
                  “Why is he so sad?”
                  She cleared her throat, “Who?”
                  “Breaker.  He was kinda rude at first but then I thought—nevermind, it’s none of my business.”
                  I walked out, not giving her time to respond. 
                  I got home and called the restaurant to confirm I’d be taking the position and buckled down on studying for the rest of the night.  Stephanie came in hours later after a movie and dinner with her other friends.  It was no wonder she didn’t get good grades, the girl would do anything not to study. 
                  “Gross Ash, have you been studying all day?” She plopped on the bed.
                  “No, I went to the coffee shop and a job interview and then I studied.” 
                  She contorted her face in a sideways grin, “Did you see Ozark?  Did he fawn all over you? That boy is hot.”
                  I rolled my eyes, “He made my coffee and then came to sit by me on his break.”
                  She flung herself back on the bed, “He’s so dreamy.  I can’t understand why you won’t give him a chance.  Those blue eyes, damn.”
                  I shrugged.  He just didn’t do it for me.  I couldn’t explain it.  But gray eyes got me going good.  Apparently so did a foul attitude and a dusty house because I hadn’t stopped thinking about Breaker since I’d left his place. 
                  “So did you get it?”
                  “Get what?”
                  “The job. Wait, what aren’t you telling me? I see that look on your face.”
                  “No, I didn’t get the job.  And I’m not telling you about the guy I met today, not doing it.”
                  She jumped from her side of the room to my side. 
                  “Tell me everything.” She shrieked at me.
     
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                  I started work at the restaurant that Friday night after my last