Devine

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I walk in my house. I'm so ready to go to bed. I look on my counter and put my purse down. We won't be able to live here for long....I need to find a way to get this money. I'm glad it's the weekend. "Mommy?" I look up. "Faith. Why are you up sweetie?"

"I wanted to see you." I pick her up. "Demi's sleep right?"

"Mh."

"Well baby you have school tomorrow. Mommy needs to sleep too."

"Can we watch movie?"

"Sure baby." We went to my room.
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I'm up early because I didn't eat dinner last night. We have minimal food. Well for me. My kids have enough. I make a sandwich. "Mama."

"Good morning Demi."

"Hi." She reached for me and I picked her up. "How'd you sleep?"

"Good."

"That's great. You hungry?"

"Mh. Pancakes?"

"We can have pancakes. Go wake up your sister she's in my bed."

"Okay." I put her down.  I look in the cabinet. I can't make them from scratch. Do I have some frozen ones? They won't know the difference.
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I can't focus on my kids because I need money. I don't want my girls living in a car. "Mommy?"

"Yes baby?"

"Can I get a new toy?"

"Mommy can't buy one right now. I'll get you one soon okay?"

"Okay." She ran off. I knew I should've gotten a apartment instead. A cheap one bedroom that we would share. I wanted my babies to have the best even though we have little. Someone knocked on the door. "I'll get it!"

"No Faith. When do you ever get the door?" I look outside and opened it. "Hey girl."

"Hey..."

"Hi auntie."

"Hey Faith, oh my God you're getting so big. Where's my other one?"

"Demi! Auntie's here!"

"Did you bring us presents?"

"I sure did."
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"So what's been up with you?"

"Can I borrow some money?"

"Really girl? I just gave you some last month."

"I'm gonna move out. So I need some for a new place but I'll pay you back you know it."

"You moving out? Girl this place is nice."

"Nice and unaffordable."

"How much?"

"I don't know yet."

"Oh my God, you owe me hella money."

"I know, when I get a better job. I'll pay you back."

"Alright..you know what you need to do?"

"What?"

"Get money from your baby daddy."

"Layla-."

"I know you don't wanna be messing with him but you need money for your girls."

"What if he somehow gets custody? I don't want him to have my kids."

"He doesn't want anything do with them, not to be rude but you know he doesn't."

"But why would he give them money if he doesn't care?"