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Tutoring should be more than enough to warrant financial assistance. And it wasn’t as if we weren’t trying to get a sports program going. If they’d make an investment in us, maybe we could actually hire the kind of staff they seemed to expect us to have.
    I shoved the letter into my side drawer with the others and slumped in my chair.
    There had to be somebody out there willing to help. I pinned my bangs back with a paperclip, unburied my grant notes, and Googled the second to last organization left on my list. I transferred their information into my letter template and breathed a prayer while the decrepit printer spit out the page a row at a time.
    Give us a chance. Please. The kids needed the center. And so did I.
    Movement flickered outside the window. The guys from the corner slinked around the building opposite ours, but not before the apparent ringleader flaunted a dark look my way.
    A tinge of apprehension stirred up memories of my internship supervisor almost forcing himself on me last year in Xander’s parking lot. Maybe it was a good thing A. J. drove me in today instead of Riley. With his leaving, he didn’t need any reason to worry about me.
    Drawing my shoulders back, I returned to my post and tackled the pile of paperwork closest to me. One thing at a time.
    Daylight made a steady descent down the side of the building as the afternoon crept toward the end of my shift. The closer it neared, the more intently I kept any eye out for Riley’s arrival, only breaking my stare from the window every few minutes to check the clock.
    “If you keep tapping that pen on your desk, you’re gonna drill a hole through it,” Trey said from the doorway to the classroom. He had one of those husky voices that would be perfect for an audio book or maybe a radio host. The kind that could ease the tension in almost any circumstance.
    I dropped the pen. “Sorry.”
    Trey crossed the room and reclined in his chair. “Got a hot date tonight or something?”
    I threw him a sassy look. “Always.”
    “Mm hmm. I don’t think staring out that window is gonna make him get here any faster.”
    “Tell me about it.” I spun the pen in half turns. “Sorry to be so distracted today. Riley’s leaving on Friday, and to be honest, it’s sort of torturous to be at work right now. Not that you’re not great company, but, you know.”
    Trey’s gray-peppered eyebrows reached above the top of his square glasses. “Mm hmm,” he grunted again. “Is he going home for a week or something?”
    Trey could give Trevor a run for his money in the patronizing department.
    “I wish. No, he’s moving to Nashville.” My voice fell. It was one thing to know he was leaving. It was another thing to say it out loud.
    “Nashville?” His chair sprang forward. “The record deal finally came through? Aw, man, this is the break he’s been waiting for, right?”
    The tangled mess of computer cords kept my gaze locked beneath my desk, unspoken questions coiling into a knot in my throat. “Yeah.”
    “Don’t sound too enthused or anything.”
    “No, no, I’m excited for him,” I backpedaled. “Just not looking forward to saying goodbye.” How was I supposed to go from spending every part of the day with my best friend to not seeing him for months?
    A hoarse chuckle followed Trey’s intuitive stare. “Don’t worry, dear. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
    Don’t tell me he subscribed to the same maxim calendar Austin did. “Thanks for the pep talk. My heart’s plenty fond already.”
    The corners of his mouth curved under his scruffy mustache and barely held back whatever he was thinking.
    Did I dare ask? Caving, I tossed my pen in my drawer and faced him head on. “Okay, fine. What is it?”
    Shifting positions, he switched over to counselor-mode. “Long distance has a way of testing relationships. It can make the bond that much stronger or—”
    I flung my hand up. “Let’s leave it at the first part.”
    His laughter