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“Okay so today I’ll just ask you to put out some new stock and package some stuff up for me. I’ll teach you how to use the register next weekend if you pass the trial today.”

Mia nodded her head and wrung out her sweaty hands on her jeans. She hadn’t felt this nervous about something in a long time. But she had no choice, she had to see it through. Part of her also wanted to show Ryan that she was going to do whatever she wanted too.

“Okay yeah, that sounds great. What would you like me to do first?”

Angela tapped the boxes that were stacked on the counter. “So, these are washers.”

Mia bit her lip. She had no idea what washers were.

Guessing her thoughts, Angela chuckled. “They are small metal discs that go in between nuts and bolts in order to keep the fixture secure.”

 “Oh…okay.”

“It’s alright. You’ll soon pick everything up.