Three months later,
BROOKE CLAYTON.
I sat outside my favorite ice cream parlor, stuffing my face with my fourth cup. The weather was bright but my mood wasn't and I had lost a lot of weight while juggling four jobs, school and a run down apartment with a pregnant roommate.
I was grateful for people like Natasha, that God put here on earth, she and the rest of the staff got this low budget apartment building that they kept the elderlies that didn't have no where to go and the board of directors left them to themselves, so now they've got a new sponsor.
The only silver lining right now, was the fact that my grandpas medication and bills have all been covered by the new sponsor, who kept their identity a secret, so now all cash are for myself and school.
