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“Can you help me?”

Mel didn’t answer. He concentrated on the scuffed toe of his work boot. “Can this wait until next month or next year?”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “I won’t be here next year.”

He shook his head. “None of my business if you want to keep running away from home.”

Her cheeks colored and he knew he’d struck a nerve. He’d had no intention of firing any weapons, but it had been a very long day.

June cocked her head and studied him. “You don’t ever wonder if there’s something else out there for you—something outside of Starlight Point?”

He shook his head again.

“You want to stay on this merry-go-round your whole life? Working all year getting ready for a summer of twelve-hour days?”

Mel glanced at the dusty wall clock. “Fifteen hours.”

June sighed, uncrossing her arms. “Some things in life you only get one solid chance at,” she said. “Apparently you don’t get that. Nobody seems to.”

She flung the shop door open and disappeared into the night.