If he’s going to go through diapers at this rate, I’m going to run out far sooner than I expected. I have some cash left on me but I need to make this last couple of hundred dollars last at least a month or two.
I’m pretty sure that no one will be willing to hire a new mom.
And even if they would, what can I do with Phoenix?
My life feels like it’s collapsing slowly. Burning to the ground just like Papa’s compound did.
But I have no choice but to kick away the debris and move forward.
At last, the bus driver calls out the name of the town Geoffrey circled on a map for me. It’s nowhere I’ve ever heard of, which is perfect as far as I’m concerned. It’d be best if no one else ever heard of it, either.
The town is about an hour from the ocean. I wish it were closer, but beggars—which I t
