Chasing Hope by Kathryn Cushman

Author:Kathryn Cushman
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: FIC042000, FIC026000, FIC044000, Athletes—Fiction, Mentoring—Fiction
ISBN: 9781441262684
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2013-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

Two hours of information blast had taken its toll until Sabrina wasn’t certain she could even string one more sentence together. Her head was swimming in a sea of questions, discussions, tours, and company facts. Various people of varying positions in the company had come in and out all morning. Some to ask questions, some to simply convey information. Their names and faces were starting to blur, but Sabrina struggled to keep them all straight—at a place like this it would be expected that you could remember names.

Candace Davenport reentered the conference room, prompting Sam . . . Sal . . . no, Sage from accounting, to stand up. He reached out to shake Sabrina’s hand. “Nice to have met you.”

She concentrated on keeping a firm handshake. “Nice to have met you, as well.” She tried to smile, but her whole body ached and she wasn’t certain the muscles in her cheeks were fully cooperating.

Candace, as she’d insisted that Sabrina call her, took the seat beside her. “Have we managed to overwhelm you yet?”

Again, Sabrina attempted a smile. “Almost.”

“Well, we’ve just about finished up here. There is one other question I wanted to ask before you go. There’s something in your resumé that I feel certain will come up during our intern-hiring discussions, and I want to get the facts directly from you.”

“Okay.” The nauseous feeling kicked up again.

“Your freshman year of college you went to the University of Tennessee, and as I understand it, you were on a full-ride, four-year scholarship.”

Oh no. Not this, anything but this. “Yes, that’s true.”

“Might I ask what provoked you to switch to Southern Tennessee State your sophomore year?”

“Well . . . I . . .” Sabrina knew she was stammering, an absolute point killer, but she hadn’t counted on this question and had not prepared herself to answer it. She studied her hands, locked together on the table in front of her, then forced herself to look back up at Candace. “I had some . . . physical problems that prevented me from being able to fulfill my obligations to the track team.”

“I see. But you don’t see those—physical problems, did you call them—as something that would prevent you from fulfilling your obligations here? Is there anything about you that we need to be aware of?”

Sabrina shook her head. “I have rheumatoid arthritis. That keeps me from running, but it doesn’t keep me from being a hard worker.”

Candace looked long and hard at Sabrina, her hazel eyes squinted. “All right, then.” There was nothing in her tone that revealed whether this last statement was said in acceptance or outright dismissal. She reached out her hand. “Nice to have met you. We’ll be making our selections in the next couple of weeks. You’ll hear from us soon after.”

“Thank you.”

Sabrina walked back down the hallway, out through the reception area, and down the elevators, having no idea what kind of impression she might have just made. She could only hope it was better than she felt.

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