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moping around the apartment or hanging out with Jason.
"Hey, no moping around here." Jason snapped his fingers in front of Sloane's face.
She gave him a weak smile. "Sorry. It's just…who knew this was going to be so hard?"
Jason laughed. "All the really good things in life are hard."
Sloane pouted. "We've had three checks bounce this month. If we don't get some work soon, we're going to be living on the streets." She swirled the wine in her glass, and then downed it in one gulp.
"Yeah, about that…" Jason sat next to her on the couch and patted her knee.
"Oh God." Sloane knew that look. That was Jason's I've-Got-Bad-News look. "What is it?"
"You and Candice have been missing a lot of jobs—"
"That's because we don't know about them. How can we miss a job we didn't know we were supposed to be at?" she interrupted.
"I know sweetie, but this is a business and not everyone is as understanding as I am." He grinned; then winked. "Y'all are getting a bad reputation in the industry. I've heard through the grapevine that people are going to stop hiring you two because you don't show up anymore."
Sloane set her glass on the coffee table, propped her elbows on her knees, and dropped her head into her hands. This was so much worse than she could've imagined. As if it wasn't bad enough they were missing jobs, they were now at risk of losing future one's too. What were they going to do? She stood abruptly. "I have to go."
"What? Why? Where are you going?" Jason asked. "I thought we were going to eat and braid each other's hair."
Sloane laughed. Jason always had that effect on her. "Can I take a rain check? I really need to talk to Candice."
"Of course, doll." Jason waved his fingers at her and she left.
In an attempt to curb their spending, the girls had agreed to walk to as many places as they could to save money on cab fare. Thankfully, the places they normally frequented were within walking distance. Sloane adjusted her purse strap on her shoulder and headed toward the public library, which is where Candice was probably hiding out.
Normally, Sloane would look around and window shop as she walked. But lately, she kept her head down because she knew if she saw something she liked, it would be pure torture not being able to walk inside the store and buy it. For as long as she's lived, she's never been broke. She'd always been able to buy whatever she wanted without a second thought and not having that luxury anymore was horrifying.
Sure enough, Sloane found Candice in the corner of the library hunched over a table, a stack of books hiding her from view. "Hey," she said, sliding into the chair across from Candice.
"Oh, hey, Sloane. What're you doing here?" Candice put down her pen and rubbed her eyes. With a sly smile, she added, "I didn't realize you knew where this place was."
"Ha ha, very funny," Sloane said, sticking out her tongue. Then she turned serious. "I just left Jason's house. He gave me some pretty bad news."
Candice groaned. "I can't take any more bad news."
"Me either, but you need to hear this. Apparently," Sloane looked around to make sure no one was in earshot before continuing, "we've missed more jobs. We're getting a reputation as being no-shows and people are going to stop hiring us."
"What?" Candice shouted, and then winced at the volume of her own voice. "Please tell me this is one of his sick jokes." Her tone was
"Hey, no moping around here." Jason snapped his fingers in front of Sloane's face.
She gave him a weak smile. "Sorry. It's just…who knew this was going to be so hard?"
Jason laughed. "All the really good things in life are hard."
Sloane pouted. "We've had three checks bounce this month. If we don't get some work soon, we're going to be living on the streets." She swirled the wine in her glass, and then downed it in one gulp.
"Yeah, about that…" Jason sat next to her on the couch and patted her knee.
"Oh God." Sloane knew that look. That was Jason's I've-Got-Bad-News look. "What is it?"
"You and Candice have been missing a lot of jobs—"
"That's because we don't know about them. How can we miss a job we didn't know we were supposed to be at?" she interrupted.
"I know sweetie, but this is a business and not everyone is as understanding as I am." He grinned; then winked. "Y'all are getting a bad reputation in the industry. I've heard through the grapevine that people are going to stop hiring you two because you don't show up anymore."
Sloane set her glass on the coffee table, propped her elbows on her knees, and dropped her head into her hands. This was so much worse than she could've imagined. As if it wasn't bad enough they were missing jobs, they were now at risk of losing future one's too. What were they going to do? She stood abruptly. "I have to go."
"What? Why? Where are you going?" Jason asked. "I thought we were going to eat and braid each other's hair."
Sloane laughed. Jason always had that effect on her. "Can I take a rain check? I really need to talk to Candice."
"Of course, doll." Jason waved his fingers at her and she left.
In an attempt to curb their spending, the girls had agreed to walk to as many places as they could to save money on cab fare. Thankfully, the places they normally frequented were within walking distance. Sloane adjusted her purse strap on her shoulder and headed toward the public library, which is where Candice was probably hiding out.
Normally, Sloane would look around and window shop as she walked. But lately, she kept her head down because she knew if she saw something she liked, it would be pure torture not being able to walk inside the store and buy it. For as long as she's lived, she's never been broke. She'd always been able to buy whatever she wanted without a second thought and not having that luxury anymore was horrifying.
Sure enough, Sloane found Candice in the corner of the library hunched over a table, a stack of books hiding her from view. "Hey," she said, sliding into the chair across from Candice.
"Oh, hey, Sloane. What're you doing here?" Candice put down her pen and rubbed her eyes. With a sly smile, she added, "I didn't realize you knew where this place was."
"Ha ha, very funny," Sloane said, sticking out her tongue. Then she turned serious. "I just left Jason's house. He gave me some pretty bad news."
Candice groaned. "I can't take any more bad news."
"Me either, but you need to hear this. Apparently," Sloane looked around to make sure no one was in earshot before continuing, "we've missed more jobs. We're getting a reputation as being no-shows and people are going to stop hiring us."
"What?" Candice shouted, and then winced at the volume of her own voice. "Please tell me this is one of his sick jokes." Her tone was
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