The following morning, Aveline woke up with one thought in her mind.She needed a better job.
The clothing store had not fired her yet, but after yesterday's disaster, she knew she couldn't depend on it forever. Her supervisor had warned her twice, and Aveline could already imagine what would happen if she accidentally ruined another expensive dress.
She sat on the edge of her bed and looked down at her worn shoes.One of the soles was beginning to separate.
She pressed it with her finger.It lifted slightly.Aveline stared at it in disbelief.“You have got to be kidding me.”
She pressed it again.The sole came loose.She sighed and slowly looked toward the ceiling.
“Of course.”She reached for the small bottle of glue beside her cabinet.“Don't worry. I'll fix you.”
She carefully squeezed gl
