“Luck is finding a dime on the ground,” Mr. Fremont
said. “Getting a job is not luck. You had to visit a lot of places
and talk to a lot of people. And you had to pass the tests I
gave you.”
Mr. Fremont showed Kim the rest of the store and the
warehouse. Then he had her fill out some papers.
Mr. Fremont handed Kim twenty bucks for the time she
had spent taking inventory and tallying up the costs. Then
the two of them shook hands.
“Be here at nine o’clock sharp. Don’t be late!”
“You can count on me, Mr. Fremont. I will be here, on
time, every day.”
Kim and Kurt went outside.
Kurt said, “Way to go, big sis!” They slapped hands and
did a dance on the sidewalk.
Kim got out her cell phone and called her mom, who was
at work.
“Mom,” she said, “I got a job!”
“Whooooo-hooo!” said her mom.