work. People don’t care. It’s totally toxic. I want to get out, but
I haven’t found anything else.”
Dallas gaped at Quinn. “You work in insurance?”
“Yeah? Why? Are you going to tell me that I have so
much more untapped potential? Believe me, my parents give
me that speech all the time. In a loving manner, I might add,
but still.”
“I- I work in insurance too.”
“No you don’t!”
“Yeah. I do.”
“Are you for real?”
“I am. But I like my job. The company I work for is
great. It’s not toxic. It’s- it’s good.”
“That’s so weird. Neither of us would have ever have
seen our teenage selves doing that. Please tell me you don’t
have an English degree too. That would be entirely too
creepy.”
“No. I work in human resources. That was my major. I
have a business degree.”
“Crazy,” Quinn muttered. She jumped off the bed like
it had grown a set of feet and booted her. “I wanted to say that
I told Danica and Billy and we- sort of understand. I’ll talk to
my parents. I know that they’ll sort of, or mostly, understand
too. That’s really all I came to say. I should go, though. Get
back to the shitty job that I hate.”
Quinn was leaving. She was the one running now.
Dallas had a flight to catch in a few hours. But she still had
those few hours. Her eyes danced towards the book she hadn’t
read a single word of. She’d so much rather spend the time
with Quinn, even if it was awkward and hard, than spend it