Page 5 of Help Wanted

“Are you ready to start the first day of the rest of your life?”

“Actually, I’m ready to crawl into a hole.”

“No. Don’t do that. You need to get a résumé together and start sending it out. I’ll help as soon I get Hannah on the bus,” Vanessa said.

“Did anyone ever tell you you’re a force?”

“It’s come up. But I’ve heard the same thing about you. You just need to get the wind back in your sails.” She paused, a smirk teasing the edge of her lips. “See what I did there? Boats. Sails. Get it?” She chuckled at her own joke as she held out a cup of tea.

“Very funny.”

“You also need to get laid.”

“Thank you.”

* * *

As Kenley took the train back to the city later that day she tried to formulate a plan. Her friends had told her what she already knew. And what her checkbook would be screaming in a matter of weeks.

She needed a job. Her father and stepmother had downsized and moved to a fifty-five-and-older community. She couldn’t stay with them. While Vanessa had offered her brother’s basement domain for the short term, she didn’t want to infringe on their romantic—and nauseating—lives.

After another cup of tea and some Tylenol, Kenley sat at her computer in her warmest pajamas to start working on her future. Three hours later she held up her two-page résumé.

“Make my life.” She rubbed her palms together before she began sending it out.

A fresh start was just around the corner.