“You sound like you know him,” Julie said.
“Yeah. Sadly, I do. I dated him years ago in high school. I was one of Corbet’s Clowns. Just one of the poor and sad little high school girls who thought he was incredible, and handsome and rich and wanted me! Thank goodness we only went out one time and I had the sense to listen to my mother for once! He was a piece of work then and I can only imagine that he’s had time to ripen some,” Sam said.
“Oddly enough,” Julie said taking a sip of her pop, “he’s been trying to hit on me recently. Makes me want to throw-up though, so let’s not talk about it anymore until after we’ve eaten. Here come the girls. They can watch our purses while we get some food.”
The two friends stood in the buffet line with plates in hand and continued talking. “So what will you do if the business shuts down?” Sam asked.
“I don’t know,” Julie said thoughtfully. “Doni really doesn’t want to move again, and I don’t want to either, but I don’t want to go to work for Corbet. Life would be a living hell if that happened, so I think it would be better to just find a small town and start over.”
Sam looked up from getting her slice of pizza and said, “Julie, you can’t just keep starting over. There comes a time when you have to carry on and make it work.”
“I know, but honestly, I’m not sure how to make it work this time. Maybe I could get a job as a waitress or something , until something came along,” Julie said sadly.
“Cheer up, kiddo. You have friends that are here for you and will help you if you need it. You know that. We’ll think of something for you, but first, let’s see what happens with this situation. Miracles do happen you know,” Sam said, and smiled at her friend.
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