"Izzi! I got the job! Call me!"
It always started out the same way. The same breathless excitement, the same certainty, the same glow in Kathryn's eyes. It was always the dream job, finally the right alignment of the stars. But every one of her sister's bosses seemed to be named “Shithead”. Kat was drawn into disastrous relationships the way some people were suckered into buying lottery tickets. After all, someone had to win.
Isabel was tired of picking up the pieces left by her sister's spectacular flame-outs. Stabbing the skip button on the telephone, she let the image fade from the display. Kat could damn well call her back this time. She needed a change of clothes, a hot shower, and drink, but not necessarily in that order.
She hated interview days. The one today had been as difficult as the ten that came before it, all put together.
Getting out of the shower, her clothes wet and her drink full of soapsuds, Isabel decided that wasn't the right order either. She squelched her way into the living room, still thinking about her sister. The problem, she decided, was that Kat simply wasn't cut out to be a coal miner.
Opening: Lisa Janice Cohen.....Continuation: Marjorie James