What she didn’t mention about her morning errands was that she’d met up with Jerry, her boss, to discuss options for school. Scholarships were mostly out of the question because she’d been doing virtually nothing for two years since she’d graduated. And even if Samantha could get them, she had no way to apply. Derek got to the mailbox every day before she did—he was home during the day, of course—and if he’d have seen a bunch of mail coming from the college, he would have flipped out. So, she started saving the only cash she had access to that he didn’t know about—her Roanoke’s Roasters’ tips.
Jerry had offered to pay her some under the table but Samantha didn’t feel right about it. Her boss had been so understanding of her situation and genuinely wanted to see her succeed, not only in sc
