“What?”
“They’ve been watching your work for a year.”
“A year?”
He nodded.
“The salary starts at six figures.”
For a moment I couldn’t speak.
The girl with thirty-six dollars suddenly had a future larger than anything she had imagined.
Then I heard my name.
“Amelia.”
I turned.
My parents stood a few feet away.
My mother clutched the roses.
My father looked uncomfortable for perhaps the first time in his life.
Amber stood behind them.
Nobody spoke.
Finally my mother stepped forward.
