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my burger and decided I was full. If I ate any more, I’d be miserable. “I’ll think about it. I have to make sure my mom doesn’t have any plans for me. With us just moving here, there is no telling what she’s got up her sleeves. Plus, I still need to finish unpacking.” I huffed as I took a ten out of my purse and set it on top of my receipt for Sarah.
    “Are ya leavin’?” Lisa asked, watching me put the money down.
    “Yeah,” I sighed. “It’s been a long couple of days and I’m tired. Especially now that I ate all that,” I said, pointing to what was left of my burger. “I definitely need to go home and take a nap.”
    “Oh, okay, well, it was so great meeting you. Did ya want to come to the farm tomorrow morning and see about that job?”
    Did I? I hadn’t even gone around to see if there were any other options. So there was no telling what was available and what wasn’t. Although, finding a job in one day and not having to wait for the interview process would mean I’d get money sooner rather than later.
    I nodded my head at her. “Sure, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try.”
    “Yay,” she shrilled. “What’s your number? I’ll put ya in my phone and give ya mine. I’ll text ya the address so you can look up the directions.” After we programmed each other’s number, she looked up from her phone and added, “Just make sure you come before noon if you don’t want to sweat your butt off in the heat. It’s so much cooler in the morning. Oh, and don’t forget to put all your jeans in a box,” she said, eyeing my jeans with a laugh.
    “Yeah, I’ll get right on that.” I got up from the booth and lifted my purse to my shoulder. “Well, I better go. I guess I’ll be seeing both of you tomorrow.”
    Derek smile genuinely. “It was good to meet ya.”
    “You too,” I said, as I looked to Lisa
    “Yep,” Lisa smiled. “I’ll text ya in a few.”
    “All right, see you.” I said as I walked away from the table and out into the awful Texas heat.
     
     
     
     

Three
     
    I arrived home twenty minutes later and parked on the side of the garage, sending Mom a quick message letting her know I was home. I wasn’t ready for her to be all motherly just yet, so I would go to the main house in a little while.
    Getting out of the car, I walked to the stairs that were attached to the garage, which led to my apartment. When my parents looked for a place while we were still in Chicago, the question of whether or not I’d get a dorm room on campus at the college was asked. At first, the idea sounded great, especially since my parents were having problems and they would need some personal time to work them out. They didn’t need me there messing up their makeup mojo. Even though I doubted there was any ‘making up’ going on, I just didn’t want to be around it. I was still hurting from my recent break up, and being around my mom while she tried to make things work, kind of depressed me more.
    When the realtor told them about the house and the garage with the small apartment above that they could possibly rent out, my mom was sold. As their only child, the thought of me not being at home wasn’t appealing to her, but she decided that I could live above the garage since I was older and needed privacy too. And although I wasn’t living in the same house, I was only twenty feet away.
    I unlocked the door and stepped in to my retreat, tossing my keys and purse on the small table next to the door. The apartment was as big as a detached two-car garage, which wasn’t that big, but I didn’t need that much space.
    When you first walked in, the kitchen was to your left and the living room was to your right. The kitchen didn’t have upgrades like the main house because of the small space, but if I stuck to using paper plates instead of the dish plates I bought, I didn’t miss not having a dishwasher. In the kitchen on the far wall, were two doors. The one on the left, in the kitchen, led to the