Curt 7

CURT POV

   After asking a couple of questions, Trudy gave me the job. I start tomorrow. Since I needed a full-time schedule, I am both the busboy and part-time cook. Tomorrow the cook will be training me. On days that the cook has off, I will fill in. All other days, I bus. 

  I get in my car and pull out my phone. I send a text to both dad and granddad informing them that I found a job. I'm still a depressed mess, but at least I will be earning my own paycheck. 

  I put my old beat-up car in reverse. As I look behind me to see if it is safe to pull out, I see Shelby. Her hood is up, and she is sitting next to her car with her head in her hands. I immediately act on instinct. I park and jump out. 

  "Shelby, hey, you okay," I ask after I jog across the little parking lot. 

   She nods but doesn't lift her head. I crouch my body down next to her and place my hand on her trembling shoulder. She