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“Viking…he’s, um, my father. We both just found out.”

“Oh! So, you’re like an MC princess.” She said that like it was a good thing.

“Nothing like that, more like a lost girl just trying to find her way.”

I had no idea why I was so open with Pam. Maybe it was the motherly way she had about her, something that had been absent from my life for some time.

As she started clearing our plates from the table, an idea hit me. And with that idea came the decision that I was going to stay and make this work with Viking and my new family. I pointed to the window. “I noticed there was a help wanted sign in the window. You still looking for someone?”

“I think we could work something out.” She smiled at me. “Why don’t you come back later to talk to my manager?”

“I’ll be there,” I said, smiling genuinely for the first time in ages, and with a sense that everything was going to be okay.