Becky smiled at Olive's compliment. "Thank you, sweetie," she said, adding a little excited skip to her step. "I can help you find accessories that will fit your budget, it's sort of a specialty of mine," she said happily.
She listened as Olive described her interests. She was surprised, to be honest; she sort of expected a preacher's daughter to say she wanted to find a nice man after high school and get married and raise a big family. Those weren't uncommon goals for a lot of her classmates. She felt embarrassed for that assumption as Olive was clearly a creative sort, a writer and a photographer.
"Oh my god," Becky said when Olive mentioned her camera. "We could do a fashion shoot together!"
She was also happy to hear that Olive wanted to go to college. "You too?" she exclaimed. "That's wonderful. I want to go to college too. And, you know, get an actual degree. My mama expects me to find a man to marry and leave after our wedding, but that seems like such a waste, you know? Colleges have these amazing libraries and resources to learn, and I want to learn as much as I can more than anything."
She sighed. "There's so much out there and I've been here my whole life. I don't want to settle down too soon."
Their pace settled to more of a meander as they walked. Becky glanced down at her watch and realized they were going to be later than intended. "Drat!" she said, practically pulling Olive along. "My mom won't be happy if we show up late!"
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