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“I think we might have gotten too many balloons.”
Sloane scoffed. “As if that is even possible.”
I turned and splayed my arms out. “I can’t see the floor anymore, and Faye is lightheaded.”
“Told you we should have gotten the pump,” Sloane called. “Poor Faye almost passed out on the last of the neon pink ones. I told her to stop, and I would finish the forest green ones.”
Yeah, we totally went with black, neon pink, and forest green for the party colors.
The camera crew was milling around getting random footage, and Yarder had yet to see just what we were up to.
Faye was laid out on the couch with an unopened can of soda pressed to her forehead. “I can finish the pink ones in just a second,” she called.
“Uh, I think we have enough,” Sloane laughed. “You can help with the charcuterie board when you’re feeling up to it.”
“Bikers eat that?” Faye asked.
“Uh, cheese, meat, and fruit?” I asked.
“Is that what that is?” Faye asked. “I’m from little ol’ Mt. Pleasant, Dove. We’re not fancy like you are back in Texarkana.”
I rolled my eyes and snatched a piece of cheese off the cutting board. “Sloane and I are far from fancy, Faye. I’m unemployed, and Sloane works in an ice cream factory.”
“You still haven’t found a job?” Olive asked.
I shook my head and popped the cheese into my mouth. “Negative. I have my resume out to a bunch of different places, and now I’m just waiting to hear from at least one of them.”
“What kind of work are you looking for?” Faye asked.
“Anything that will pay me,” I laughed. At least, that was what I wanted people to think. I hated lying to Sloane and everyone, but I couldn’t tell them the truth about me. Especially not right now when I was close to getting out from under my dad’s thumb. I might have to throw the Iron Fiends under the bus to make that happen, but I would cross that bridge when I got there.
“What about the shoe factory?” Olive suggested.
“Uh, where is that?” I asked. As far as I knew, there wasn’t a shoe factory anywhere near Texarkana.
Olive pointed to the left. “It’s about three miles out of town. They make fancy running shoes.”
“From ice cream to running shoes,” I mused. “I probably wouldn’t have to wear a hairnet for ten hours a day.” That was a plus.
“Uh, but you would have an hour's commute every day,” Sloane laughed. “There and back.”
That was true.
“Not if you moved to Mt. Pleasant,” Faye suggested. “My apartment is just sitting empty right now.”
“You can’t move to Mt. Pleasant,” Sloane scoffed. “That would be crazy.”
It really wasn’t that crazy. I wasn’t really tied down to anywhere. “Are they hiring?” I asked.
“They had a big banner up the other day when I drove by.” Olive propped her hands on her hips and looked around the clubhouse. “Are you sure this is enough balloons?”
“Screw the balloons,” Sloane called. “You are not moving to Mt. Pleasant unless I do.”
“What?” I laughed.
“You can’t leave me in Texarkana,” she ordered. “If you're going to move here, then so am I. You can’t leave me behind. You are my person.”
“Shouldn’t Aero be her person?” Faye whispered. “Or am I reading their relationship all wrong?”
