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you had any relatives.”
    I laughed, but it was more ironic than humorous.  “Neither did I.  I just found out and I’m going to check it out.”
    “Take care of that pitching arm.”
    “I will.”  It wasn’t my arm I was worried about.  My stomach rolled, and I realized it was time for my morning barf, so I waved and hurried into the locker room which was, blessedly, deserted.  A few minutes later after I had rinsed my mouth and secured my duffel inside my locker, I waved again to Coach as I left.
    M y bank was across from the campus and I headed there next.  I hadn’t actually been inside my bank but a few times since I opened the account two years ago.  I had a debit card and paid my bills on-line, so I didn’t often need to be here.  I had deposited my scholarship stipends and a couple grant checks, but nothing like the one I had in my hand.  I realized my legs were shaking as I walked up to the first teller.
    “Hello,” she said with a polite smile .  “What can I do for you today?”
    “Hi.  I need to deposit this cashier’s check , pay my credit card bill in full, and I’d like a hundred dollars in cash.”  It felt good to say that.
    “No problem.  P lease fill out your credit card information and this deposit slip and we’ll get this taken care of for you.”  The teller walked away and took my check with her. In a minute she was back, and I pushed the completed paperwork across the counter to her.
    “ Could you please sign for the cash on the bottom of the slip?” she said as she passed it back to me.
    I felt silly that I had forgotten to sign it, but I didn’t do this often enough to have experience.  I signed and returned it to her.
    She ran it, the payment receipt and the check through her little printer machine, then counted out the hundred dollars in twenties and tens.  “Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, ninety and one hundred.  Anything else today?”
    “Yeah …I wanted to double check and make sure that no one else has access to my account.”
    “Let me check .”  She clicked a few keys and studied her computer screen.  “No, just you.  Did you have a problem?”
    “Oh no, I just wanted to be s ure.  Bad break up, you know.”  Then realizing I was talking too much, I muttered, “Thanks,” grabbed my receipts and the cash and shoved it in my purse.
    “Have a nice day Miss Ames,” she said.
    I nodded and smiled before hurrying out of the bank.  It had worked!  The check had been good!  I felt positively rich.
    Off to Harry’s.  It was only ten a.m. and already over ninety-five degrees.  The heat was the worst thing about Arizona. I had only a couple of blocks, so I didn’t bother with the bus.  I walked in the front door about a half hour before opening and found Jerry writing the daily specials on the blackboard.
    “Whoa …you look amazing!” he exclaimed.  “Not appropriate, but hot.”
    “You’re sweet , Jerry.  Hey I’ve got some bad news.  I’m going to have to quit,” I said as I took off my backpack and pulled out the plastic bag-protected uniforms.
    Jerry’s usual smile disappeared.  “Wh at?”
    “Last night I heard I had a death in my family and they need me there right away.”
    “Oh …I’m sorry.  Who died?”
    I could have guessed that question would come up, but I hadn’t planned an answer.   I realized I had no clue, although I didn’t want to admit that to Jerry.  It made it sound like a lame excuse.  “An uncle I think.  I never actually met him, just a friend of the family wants me to help sort things out.”
    “Hmmm, I can’t hold your job open, but come see me when you get back, and I’ll see what I can do.  Okay?”
    “Sure, I’d like that,” I lied.  “Well, I need to run home and get packed. I’ll see you.”  I smiled at Jerry and actually felt bad for leaving him with such short notice.  He was, like me, working his way through college, except that he was going for his Master’s.