Chapter 8..... The job?
Money
Money...
Green...
Numbers
On the money
I could not believe I was looking at money for the first time.
I don't no if it was mamas or if Dennis just found it.
I start to carry Charlie back to the park and mama is there I drop Charlie about half the way, she runs into mamas arms crying....
We don't speak we tell.
I look at my mama for a while,I tried to read her mind.
Dennis was just sitting there hoping for a word that evreyone wants to hear.
Well...SAY SOMETHING!! I scream at my mother.
She smiles......was a smile good, was a smile about to cry....were we homeless for ever....
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Short StoryA little girl and her familey are homeless..... They have been beat....starved....and lost....will they ever find what there looking for?? A home....familey.....hope......