"Morning."
"Good morning."
Clara moved to sit on her couch and gestured Jacob over. "Have a seat. I feel bad that you're always standing."
He sat down.
"By the way," Clara added. "How's the shoulder? I know it was bugging you a while back."
"I'm honestly basically used to it by now."
"So it doesn't hurt anymore?"
"No, I mean, it still bugs me from time to time, and I'm started to get a bruise where it rests on my shoulder, but it's just part of the job, you know?"
"Sounds like hell."
"It's not so bad." Jacob stood and started his countdown.
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RomanceClara Alderson was just an ordinary English major. She had some good friends, some bad grades and some wild memories. What she didn't have was more of a problem: money. Her parents had always warned her there were no jobs for English majors, and it...
