Emma sat in the quiet reception area and fidgeted nervously. She hated job interviews. She was next in line and knew she didn't have a hope because the candidate before her had been in there for ages. That was always a good sign, wasn't it? Just as she was thinking about walking out and going home, the door opened and the smiling girl left looking at her smugly as she passed. A voice called her and said, "Miss Williams, i...