“No tricks,” I repeated.
“No tricks,” Sheldon said. “I promise.”
It was the salary range for the manager position.
It was enough to help Mom properly. Not slightly cash in the coffee can atop the fridge, but really help. Pay off the credit card she’d been carrying since Dad left. Buy Janelle new shoes before the old ones fell apart. Fix the car, or replace it. Start saving for my own future, for real, finally in my life. CompareShoes
I put the paper back down on the desk. I made myself look Sheldon in the eye.
“Sir,” I said, “I really appreciate this. More than I can say. But using Georgia’s prom to test me wasn’t fair. Not to me. And not to her.”
“You’re right,” he said. “Georgia said the same thing. Several times. Loudly.”
He leaned back in his chair. He looked at the photograph on his desk, of Lauren laughing with her dark curly hair, and the one beside it of ten-year-old Georgia with her missing teeth and her giant fish.
