CHAPTER 4 | Parker
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Two months ago...
“WHAT DO YOU KNOW?”
I’ve been studying the job-search question headline for the better part of twenty minutes, mentally scrolling through all my options. According to the online job search site I’ve been reading, I should have dozens and dozens of answers.
And I don’t.
I pull my gaze away from my phone’s screen and study my surroundings for inspiration. Yeah, nothing there either. It’s standard issue elementary school office—beige carpet, beige walls, beige plastic chairs—populated with one pot-bellied dad in khakis and a receptionist who keeps giving us the stink eye. I gotta say, of all the places I thought I would end up this morning, I never considered this, but such is life when Ellie Lenox is your best friend.
“Only a few more minu
