"Let's go," I say abruptly. "And you can give those clothes back."
I can see that she wants to say something, but fortunately, she holds her tongue. I don't say anything on the drive back. It's dark outside, and as I get out in front of my apartment complex, she speaks, "Mr. Wolfguard asked me to give you his card so that you can order some food-"
I glare at her, "No, thanks."
I don't slam the car door shut. She didn't do anything to me, but this hurt and humiliation inside of me kept festering, growing into something ugly. I picked up Harry from Maddie's, and she must've been able to tell something was bothering me because she invited me in for tea. However, I refuse, not in the mood to discuss anything. Harry is already half asleep, and she's already fed him. I put him to bed and took
