Lyra quickly finished up what she was doing and dished their meal on a tray, placing it on top of the stool in the living room. Lyra slid through her phone screen and dialed Emma’s number.
Emma’s number rang several times but she didn't pick up the call. Lyra tried the number again and luckily for her Emma picked.
“Hey, girl,” Emma said in a way of greeting, “I'm at the hospital with Lily when are you coming?”
“Emma, I need your help,” Lyra said over the phone.
“With what?” Emma asked, sounding curious over the phone.
“I need a job,” Lyra slowly revealed, scratching the back of her head, “I don't know if you can hook me up with some employers. I need a job.”
“Why?” Emma asked.
“What do you mean why? Don't mock me, Emma, you know Aaron isn't fit to work at the moment.”
“And you're
