How to steal a dog chapter 1

The day I decided to steal a dog was the same day my bestfriend, Luanne Godfrey, found out I lived in a car.

I told Mama she would find out sooner or later, seeing as how she's so nosy and all. But Mama had rolled her eyes and said,"Just get on up there to the bus stop, Georgina, and quit your whining".
So that's what I did. I stood up there at the
bus stop pretending like I still lived in Apartment 3B. I pretended like I didn't have mustard on my shirt from the day before. I pretended like I hadn't washed my hair in the bathroom of the Texaco gas station that very morning.
And I pretended like my daddy hadn't just waltzed off and left us with nothing but three rolls of quarters and a mayonnaise jar full of wadded-up dollar bills.
I guess I'm pretty good at pretending. My brother, Toby, however, is not so good at pretending. When Mama told him to get on up to the bus stop and quit his whining, he cried and carried on like the baby that he is