Chapter Twenty-Eight
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
During my final class, I presented my business plan and applied for a loan through the school’s lending division.
It felt like the wrong order to apply for the loan after making the first rental payment, so I tried not to think about it too much, which meant it was all I thought about: my hard-earned savings falling, falling, falling through a new hole in my pocket.
My coworkers threw a party on my last day of work.
Sue brought in my favorite lemon pound cake that she usually only baked for my birthday, Alyssa brought in a platter of fancy cheeses, Elijah brought in crackers and nuts, and Macon brought in sliced vegetables and an excessive number of dips.
They gifted me a postcard of the stained-glass Mary Brisson that we sold to raise money for the Friends of the Library, but they’d put it in a handsome frame so I could hang it up in my new office.
They were supportive and excited for me, and I cried several times.
I hugged everybody goodbye except for Macon. I knew I would see him again soon, but it was also too painful.
We both knew that we would never have a better coworker than each other.