A young 14-year-old boy is accused of a murder that took place one night. He has no clue of his name. More trouble will arise as he knows exactly what happened that horrifying night. Strange figures are after him. Why are they after him? And what ki...
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"What do you think she meant by that, Angel!?" Joyce asked worriedly. "Calm down, Joyce. She said she'll be back. Don't worry, maybe she went to get something important for you or us." "Okay, you're right, you're right. I'll try not to think about it," Joyce says and sits on the couch.
Angel thinks to himself, "I hope Nana is okay. She wouldn't just leave without telling Joyce, right? But she left a note. It said that she didn't know when she was coming back. Wait! Can't that also mean that she might not come back? If she's not back soon, Joyce is going to lose it. Dammit!"
Angel looks at Joyce. She lacked the feeling of happiness, not just because her foot was messed up. She was still thinking negatively that Nana might never come back. Angel thinks for a little and says, "Hey Joyce!" She looks up at him.
He continues, "Let's go somewhere fun." "Where?" she asks. "Anywhere you like to go for fun." Lucy comments, "Oh! I know a place. It's a fun carnival. You can play games such as dunking people into the water, throwing pins at balloons, riding horses, and that's all that I know as of now. There could be more fun stuff. I have forgotten that it was here already. It's been a long time since I've seen the light. "
"You see, Joyce! There's a lot to do," says Angel. Joyce says, "True, but two things you got to look at here... One: we don't have any money, and two: I can't walk that much. I'll get tired."
Angel proceeds, "Right, right, of course. I'll tell you what. I'll go find a job and-" Joyce interrupts, "How are you going to find a job if no one knows who you are and we'll... You would be thrown into a foster home. No offense."
"None has been taken, that is true." Angel thinks for a little while more, and then it hits him. "I know," he says. He continues, "I'll go to the city, help cut the grass, or clean someone's house. Whether inside or outside, to get some money. Lucy, stay here and take care of Joyce. I'll be back soon."
"Wait!" Lucy says. "Yes, Lucy?" "I'll go help you out. I mean, since we want Joyce to have fun and well... You never know when you might need a little extra cash." Angel responds, "Look, I appreciate it, but you have to take care of Joyce. She can't stay here by herself, so please stay here."
"It's okay, Angel. She could help you out if she wants to. I'll be fine," Joyce says. "Are... Are you sure, Joyce?" "Yeah, go on, you two. I know you would do anything for me, so go." "Okay, we'll be back, Joyce. Come on, Lucy, let's go work our butt holes off!" "Yeah! What he said.
They proceed to walk out into the city.
"I'm trying to find someone who needs help with their house," Angel said to Lucy. She responds, "Okay, I'm going a try to get someone to hire me here in the carnival."
"All right then! I'm assuming they're going to put you on a food stand. I'll find you afterwards."
They both split up and try to find a job. Luckily, Lucy was able to help with the balloons. She would fill them up and sell them. She was getting paid fourteen dollars an hour. Meanwhile, Angel found a house that had some grass on it. He knocked on a golden door. A person came out. He was wearing a gold wristwatch and a gold neck chain. His hair looked nicely combed. His clothes were very fancy.
