Chapter 79

AMELIA Abead of sweat dribbles down my spine, making me shiver even in the climate-controlled reception area of James and James. I have no idea why I’m so nervous. It’s not like I haven’t had a job before. In the past year alone, I’ve had five, in fact. Only none of them felt as important as this one. This one is real and permanent, and it comes with so many benefits it makes my head spin. Including, most importantly, health insurance for nominated next of kin—in my case, my mom. I’m sure the work will be hard and the hours will be long, but the staff here is treated fairly and well. That’s a marked difference from my office temping gigs. That, of course, is what’s making me nervous. This matters. I can’t afford to mess this up. I tell myself I’ll be fine. That it’ll be like riding a bike. Except maybe that’s not a great comparison, because the last time I rode a bike, I did a spectacular face-plant into a flower bed. Amelia Ryder, get a damn grip. You are a Harvard-educated business g