Erin spent all day in Pattinson, which was a far larger town than River’s End and even sported its own McDonalds. She was looking for employment and returned to the ranch mid-afternoon, carrying several application packets. Now all she had to do was figure out which job she could do while remaining an illiterate i***t. She was a good waitress. Everyone thought she was brilliant when she managed to remember all the orders and drinks without ever writing anything down. Little did anyone know it was purely survival; she simply couldn’t write it down under pressure or quick enough, so she had to remember it all. It was her best chance at work around there, or so it seemed.
That afternoon, and the following three, Ben ventured out to the trailer and helped her painstakingly make her way throug
