On the 10th Day of Christmas... Jesi Reached Rock-Bottom

"Please." Jesi reached out to Maisey, stopping her just as she turned to go.

"What?"

"I don'thave any place to go." She retracted her hand and the woman's eyesnarrowed, studying her.

"What are you asking of me? I already told you, you can't stay here. That is," she paused and gave Jesi a more serious perusal, "not unless you want to work."

Jesi clenched her dress. Yes. She wanted work! "Oh, yes." She closed her eyes for a moment, her head spinning.

"You'd better understand me clearly. I'm not asking you to do the cleaning. Hilda does that. Walter serves the bar. Mary cooks. It's another kind of work I have available."

Jesi's breathing nearly stopped. She couldn't speak, couldn't swallow. She stared back at Maisey.

"Well, I can see you're not interested. Too bad. I think my clients would like you." She turned to go.

Jesi found her voice. "Wait." Her lips trembled, but she managed the words. "I can do that. I -- I need thejob." Her legs began to shake and she plopped down onto the bed.

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