Marilyn said when Mel arrived at the library. Although Mel couldn’t imagine why Marilyn wanted to speak with her, she couldn’t help but wonder if she were in trouble. “Oh … sure,” she replied, her mouth suddenly dry. “The library is looking for a student to fill a part-time position. Just two hours, once a week, until the end of the summer. Is that something that you might be interested in applying for?” “Oh … yes! Absolutely!” Both relief and surprise pulsed through Mel’s veins. “Well, then, here’s a copy of the job posting.” Mel quickly read through the first few lines. “This sounds great, but I need to talk to my grandmother. Can I apply tomorrow?” “We won’t be hiring until next week; I just wanted to give you a heads-up. You’re an ideal candidate: you seem to like books and you definitely know your way around the library!” Looking again at the job posting, Mel could not believe her eyes. She quickly did the math: eight dollars and fifty cents an hour for two hours a week.
