Chapter 17
Autumn
“Watcha doing?” Chelsie asked, flopping herself down on the couch next to Autumn.
“Job hunting,” Autumn said without looking up from the newspaper.
“You know there’s a way bigger selection if you look online, right?”
“What do you mean, online?”
Chelsie got up and left the room for a minute, returning with a laptop. Once she got it set up, she placed it in front of Autumn. There was a website with tons of job listings.
“Wow. That is a lot. I’m nowhere near qualified for most of these,” Autumn said, her brow furrowing in irritation.
“You can refine your search. What are you looking for exactly?”
Autumn snorted.
“Is there a category for a previous drug dealer that wants to turn her life around?”
“Hey, don’t sell yourself short. You can do this. Let’s just look thr
