I was so nervous Saturday afternoon that I was sweating. The weather was no different than it had been all week, but I was walking in to Opposites Attract like I belonged there.
I had a reason to be nervous.
Jack saw me first and pulled me into his office. He closed the door and leaned against it. “What are you doing here?” he hissed.
“I work here.”
He shook his head. “She said she fired you. Why are you back? Kapena was supposed to get your stuff. And you haven’t been back in days. What were you thinking? You never should have walked out on her.”
I sighed. “I know. You’re right. I thought it was the best for her. I was told recently that I have trouble knowing what really is best for the people around me.”
“Okay,” Jack said, dragging the word out. “But what are you doing here?”
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