Flush with embarrassment

Valerie’s POV

I stared into the mirror, adjusting my blouse quickly as my mind tussled with so many things. I couldn't seem to get over the fact that for the first time in a long while, I had no job to go to, no job that consumed so much of my time and energy. A loss I needed to fill. Without a job, I could not support myself.

I’d spent the morning reviewing job boards and applying to every place I could think of. The options were slim, but I couldn't afford to be picky right now. I knew I had to take whatever came my way, even if it wasn't glamorous.

After what felt like an eternity of walking around and talking with store managers, I found myself facing a small corner store that had escaped my attention until now. I could see shelves filled with random household goods, groceries, and bits and bobs. It wasn't the kind of place I had ever imagined myself working, but beggars can't be choosers at this point.

With a deep breath, I pushed open the door. A small bell above it jingled