I read the requirements, and at first glance, I met them all. How could that be? “But I think…”
“Yeah, I think you qualify, too. Be sure and give them my name as a reference. I’ll give you the best recommendation ever.”
“What are you going to say? That I make the best greasy burgers and am the choice for a bunch of people who need healthy food?”
“Of course not, I’ll talk around the greasy part.” He chuckled. “How about that?”
“Thanks. I appreciate it.”
I went back to work, finishing up my shift, my mind never leaving the listing. When I went up to my apartment, I sent the babysitter on their way and checked on Rupert. He was sound asleep, clutching my brother’s old pillow.
“Sleep well, sweet boy. Sweet dreams.”
I couldn’t remove the ache in his heart, but I could get a job where he wasn’t living like this. If it wasn’t working for the hockey team, it would be another job. But I wouldn’t give up.
Instead of sitting in my recliner and falling asleep like I normally would’ve, I stood at the kitchen counter with my laptop open and pulled up the job listing.
“Rupert, I’m going to make sure you have the life your daddy would’ve wanted for you. I promise.”
