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probably write her up just simply because the girl was there talking to her, she didn’t want to get in trouble for fighting as well.
    “You will fight me, though. No one gets away with sleeping with my man.” Whitney thought it was insane that the girl wanted to fight her. The guy shouldn’t have taken another girl home from the bar his girlfriend worked at. It was clear he didn’t give a shit about her, but Whitney didn’t say so.
    “Okay, but I have to finish up at work, so can you leave?”
    “This isn’t over,” the girl said and looked around at everyone, finally realizing they had an audience. She smiled and left. All the waitresses smiled at her like they’d learned some big secret they could use against her.
    “I told you she was a slut,” Lisa whispered under her breath when she walked by. Another waitress named Tina cackled like that was the funniest thing she’d ever heard. Finally, when she was done and able to leave, Walter was waiting for her. She hopped on the back of his motorcycle, assuming the girl was probably waiting for her outside. Trying to push that out of her mind, she was happy to wrap her arms around Walter’s waist and just ride for a little while.

 
     
     
     
     

    Tuesday morning, Zane stared at the computer screen and watched as it took forever to load. He would be able to get a new one if he landed this job. When the screen finally loaded, he eagerly started filling out the general information about himself. As he started writing his job experience, he tried his best to make it look good.
    Charlie had given him the feeling that the job was his if he applied for it, but he still wanted it to look good as he filled it out. This opportunity was everything to him, his dad, and maybe he could convince Whitney to go back to treatment if he could pay for it. He wondered where she was, and why she hadn’t at least texted him something smart-ass. He decided he would go by the restaurant later that night to check in on her and catch up.
    Once he read over everything three times and hoped his spelling was correct, he hit send. Sitting back in his chair, he felt relieved and nervous at the same time. Now it was time to get ready and go to work. His dad was up and moving around early today, so he was happy they would get to eat breakfast together. Going into the kitchen, he decided to make pancakes for them to eat with the fruit one of the neighbor ladies had brought over. His dad shuffled into the kitchen as he was plating up the last of the pancakes and grabbed the milk, juice, and syrup from the refrigerator.
    “Dad, if I didn’t know any better I would say Miss Lovelace was trying to get into your pants.” He grinned at his father as he teased him about the old maid who lived next door.
    “Son, Miss Lovelace couldn’t handle me. That daughter of hers, now that is more my speed.” He grinned as he loaded his plate up with pancakes and fruit. Hopefully, he wouldn’t notice they were wheat pancakes if he covered them quick enough. Zane was sneaking in the healthier food whenever he could to help with his dad’s cholesterol.
    “I don’t know, old man, she seems pretty feisty. Not sure you could keep up with her these days.”
    Dustin Grier poked his chest out proudly. “You don’t know what I can keep up with, Son. I’ll run circles around you.” They ate in silence for a little while, as Zane debated on whether or not to tell his dad about the potential job. He didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up before he knew for sure that the job was in the bag.
    “I think that Miss Lovelace has a granddaughter you might like too. We could double date.” Dustin nudged him and smiled like he was kidding. Zane knew his father wasn’t. He was the number one cheerleader for Zane finding a girl who wasn’t Whitney Boon. He had watched how destructive she was to his son and felt like he was too considerate to the girl who walked all over him. While Zane appreciated and even agreed