LauraThe first day of my internship started with a flat tire.Not my tire. I did not have a car. Chloe's tire. She was supposed to drive me. Instead she was standing on the side of the road in her work clothes, staring at her Honda like it had personally betrayed her."I am going to be late," she said."We are both going to be late.""I cannot afford a tow truck.""Call your dad.""My dad is in another state.""Call your mom.""My mom does not know how to change a tire."I looked at the tire. It was flat. Completely flat. The kind of flat that meant we were not going anywhere."Take the bus," Chloe said."The bus does not go to his building.""Then take two buses.""Chloe.""Laura. I am sorry. I cannot fix this."She looked like she was going to cry. I hugged her."It is okay," I said. "I will figure it out."I called a car. The wait was fifteen minutes. I stood on the sidewalk in my black pants and my white blouse and my hair in a ponytail and I felt like a fraud. I was not an inter
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