Chapter 11

Addy was already in the kitchen when Brooklyn walked out of her room.

“What are you doing up so early?” Brooklyn asked, stopping in place when she saw her roommate.

Addy turned around so fast her elbow hit the cereal box next to her. She knocked it over, scattering the contents over the floor.

“Oh, man! Look what I did!” she said, getting on her hands and knees to clean up the mess.

Brooklyn hurried forward, getting down on the floor to help her.

“You must be nervous,” she said, sweeping the pieces of cereal toward her in a pile. “You aren’t this clumsy unless you are.”

Sighing, Addy stopped cleaning up the spill and sat back on her heels.

“You’re right,” she admitted. “I am nervous. This job could be my big break, you know? What if I mess it up?”

Brooklyn sat back as well, leaving the cereal on the floor.

Reaching out to put her hand on Addy’s, she said, “You won’t. I know you, and I’ve seen your work. You’re going to do fine. I have a good feeling about this,