William's food. After a few times of only getting half a burger, William started
buying two. Emily would claim she didn't want it but would finish every bite.
William took the metal folding chair so Emily could have a more comfortable seat.
“So Emily, you work at the gas station too?” Daniel asked, though William had
already told him.
“For the summer,” Emily responded. “I'm going back to school in the fall.”
“What school do you go to?” Daniel asked.
“Western,” she told him. “I'm majoring in political science.”
“Oh,” Patty interjected. “What can you do with that?”
“Right now,” Emily began, “I'm thinking about becoming a lawyer. I'll have to go to
law school for another three years after I earn my bachelor’s degree but I think it
will be worth it.”
“A lawyer!” Patty exclaimed. “That sounds like a fantastic career.”
“It'll be a lot of hard work, ma'am,” Emily told her. “But I feel like it will be
worth it.”
“You need to get working hard like Emily here,” Patty informed William.
“I know,” William responded. The Mongolian beef he was about to eat fell off of his
fork and back onto his plate.
“You met William at the gas station?” Patty asked.
“No, we met at a party for his friend back in December,” she said. “We hit it off.
I never thought I'd see him again. Then after school, my dad's friend needed help
at his gas station and it was like fate put William back in my life.”
“That sounds lovely,” Patty responded.
“Yeah, and everything is working out perfectly,” Emily told his grandmother. “When
I moved in, he was pretty much surviving on ramen noodles and pancakes. I got him