The Job?

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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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