Trent clocked himself out, and stepped outside. He reached in his coat pocket to find his cigarettes.
“Hey,” a car pulled up beside him. Claire leaned over the passenger seat. “You want a ride home?”
Without answering, he got in the car.
“Missed you at school today.”
“Uh, yeah, I had another shift to cover. What did I miss?”
“Like you care,” she smirked. Then her eyebrows knitted together as she got a better look at him. “Trent, you look awful.”
“Oh, thanks.”
“I’m serious. Are you feeling alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just a little tired. I worked two shifts today, Claire.”
“You don’t have to get so defensive.”
Trent sighed. “I told you I was tired. I’ve been kind of on edge all day.” He leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes.
Claire wasn’t convinced but didn’t dare take the conversation further. Trent was real testy these days. “Get some sleep when you get home, okay? It’s really not good for you to skip out on it so much and soon it’s going to catch up to you. And show up to school every now and then, will you? You’ll be working here at Jim’s for the rest of your life if you drop out.”
Trent nodded in acknowledgement, not agreement. Claire could be such a nag, and he was sure she knew it. No use pointing it out; she’d only nag more.
Claire was the only person Trent did not ask to drop him off a few blocks away from the mobile park. Not only because she would have refused to do so, but because she was one of the only people Trent felt he could trust.
The car pulled to a stop. “Here we are.”
“Thanks. I’ll give you some money for gas when I get my check at the end of the week.”
“Don’t start that. I don’t want your money.”
“I don’t care what you want. I’m giving you a little bit of cash for doing me these favors.”
Claire turned off the car and turned to face Trent. “Look, these aren’t favors. I’m your friend. Is it so bad to want to help a friend out?”
“You drive me to work and back every other day, Claire. You give me lunch money, you do half my homework, hell, you’ve even bought Alec’s formula before—“
“Trent Nathaniel Taylor, I refuse to hear another word of this, just as I’ll refuse any money you think you owe me.”
“Fine,” Trent threw his hands up in defeat. “I actually don’t have time to argue. Mom is getting ready for work right now and I need to watch Alec.”
“I’m going to ignore that, since I specifically told you to sleep when you get home.”
Trent shrugged. “Maybe I’ll get lucky and Alec will just watch cartoons the whole time.”
“I’d stay and help out, but mom wants me to go over some college crap with me.”
“You’ve done enough Claire.”
Claire started up the car as Trent got out. “Believe me, you’d be doing me a favor if I could get out of it. But I can’t. See you at school tomorrow?”
“Sure. I'll be there.”
