Kerris POV
“I don't understand.”
“Neither do I,” dad throws up both hands. “They have been patient with the monthly payment. I don't know what changed all of a sudden. I was there earlier, and the director won't even see me. I talked to his deputy. He said something about balancing their books before the new financial year.”
When I look at the letter in my hands again, I can't help but recall the night that has just passed.
The first light of dawn is just touching the windows as zach's words echo in my mind: ‘‘‘As for the job, I'll have to insist you take it. You start at 8:30...’’’ The Matron's words mingle with his; '''Fulfil your side of the agreement, and we can part ways in peace...'''
It feels like I'm being laughed by the unseen hands running my life. I feel for the check in m
