This job is clearly important to her. Or maybe the money is important, who knows, but I can’t deal with her losing her shit again tonight. Fuck. My mouth is moving before I can stop myself. “What do you need to satisfy the requirements of your apprenticeship?” I scrub a hand over my jaw. Her big green eyes, brimming with a sheen of tears, bounce up to meet mine. “Um, I need a placement where my hours are logged professionally. Working with a registered business for a minimum of eight weeks. I’ve already done all my bookwork by distance learning, so it’s anything that involves hands-on
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