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I couldn’t accept Kobe’s job offer. At least not while I lived here.
Tomorrow, it was time to job hunt.
Tonight, I would go light on the groceries.
By next week, we’d be in a different city.
CHAPTER 5
Repeat after me: It’s okay to have everything I want.
-Coffee Cup
KOBE
The moment that I offered her the job, I wished I could take it back.
Not because I didn’t think I could use her help but because the thought of seeing her every day literally made me sick to my stomach.
“What’s with that face?” Bain asked.
I looked over at my fellow club member, then shrugged.
Telling him that I was nauseous at the thought of seeing someone every day, someone that the entire club liked, made me sound like a pussy.
And regardless of what my sister said, I wasn’t one.
“I offered Folsom a job,” I muttered distractedly.
Thinking about my sister was a slippery slope. One I tried not to think about too often.
When I thought about her, I was inevitably led down a rabbit hole of childhood trauma that I tried really hard not to think about.
Such as the emails I kept getting from my father. They were getting more frequent. More urgent, too.
“Whoa,” Bain said. “You offered her a job? Did she accept?”
We all knew of Folsom’s proclivity for change. She stayed at a job long enough to learn the trade, then she moved on, ready for her next adventure. Last month, she’d worked at the popular fast-food chain Raising Cane’s just long enough to learn their secret sauce recipe and quit.
The month before that, she’d taken pity on Diana—Bain’s wife—and Matilda—Etienne’s wife—and helped them out at their vet clinic for a month. Funny thing was, when I’d first started coming around the crew, Matilda, Diana and Folsom had all graduated from veterinary school at the same time. When I’d asked Diana and Matilda why Folsom wasn’t practicing with them like I’d been under the impression that she was, they’d said that she didn’t like staying at one job for long.
She was a “professional student,” according to Matilda.
I hadn’t really understood that until I found out about her genius IQ. Then it’d started making sense. People with brains like her, brains like my sister, they couldn’t stand being idle. Fun to them was learning new things.
And, apparently for Folsom, fun was learning new trades and tricks by getting jobs and moving on once she’d absorbed all she could absorb.
“She did,” I nodded. “I guess I need to get with her on when, though. I kind of expected to see her at something over the last few days to be able to talk to her about that. Have you seen her?”
Bain was already shaking his head. “Nope.”
I sighed.
I’d have to go to where she lived.
Everyone knew where that was.
That impossible-to-get-into subdivision was right off the main road, and everyone talked about it like it was Fort Knox.
