I wish I hadn't given up that part-time job working at the mall.I wish I hadn't given up that part-time job working at the mall. Selling women's clothing at a department store isn't exactly my dream come true, but at least its something to do. Linda finished drying her hair, turned off the blow dryer and continued to brush her hair. Just then the door bell rang. Damn! I wonder who that could be..."Oh shit!", Linda said audibly; she had just remembered that she had asked Bobby Martin to mow her lawn on Wednesday afternoon, which was of course today. Bobby was the son of their neighbors across the street. He had recently graduated from high school and was looking for odd jobs to help pay for his tuition at the local junior college. Linda had agreed to hire Bobby as a favor to her best friend and neighbor Barbara Martin, who was of course Bobby's mother. Linda grabbed her bathrobe and quickly tied it around herself. |