Chapter 16 (A Petty Job)

Lyra's POV

For the next few days, all I did was go to town and try to get a job, but I had no luck. I felt bad for stressing Sean and making him drive around all day.

"Why don't you take a break tomorrow?" George asked me one evening.

"If I do, I might just continue taking breaks," I said to him.

"Please, it's the weekend, so let's just spend the day together," he pleaded.

"Fine," I accepted reluctantly.

Is getting a job this hard in the human world? Why does everyone keep asking for work experience and credentials?

The next day, George took us to the beach after breakfast. This time, there were people around since it was daytime.

It was relaxing, and I didn't remember the stress I'd had for the past few days. We lay on those beach beds.

"Quick question though, can't I work for the beach?" I asked George, who chuckled.

"Girl, you're obsessed with finding a job," he responded before his phone rang.

"Hello," he spoke, and I could hear a woman's voice from the other end.

"Excuse me," he