I have $800 saved. I need to find my own place.
Kind as he is I doubt D will let me live here forever.
I just threw my backpack and suitcase in the spare bedroom and got to work.
I need to find a job. Back to waitressing. I need to cover those damn debts. I can’t ask D for money; not now. We never talked about it he just called me back and said, “OK, you’re right, I need your help.” I don’t think he could pay for everything eyond food & rent. I’m not having any Julie Andrews fantasies here
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