Chapter Twenty-Five
Maisie
Later that night, I watched as Beck walked away with my dad trailing behind him. I couldn't quite believe it, but apparently they were playing poker. According to Beck, this was the brainchild of Chief Masters. It was brilliant actually. For the first time ever, I hoped my Dad cleaned up. I wanted him to have enough money to have a little cushion when he got back home.
I recalled Beck’s explanation. This way, he'll earn a little cash and it'll ease the pressure on you. That's all I'm after.
I still didn’t quite know how to accept Beck’s support like this, but he was making it all but impossible to refuse, not to mention Janet had corralled me into a corner over it. I leaned back into my chair at Firehouse Café and looked over at Janet and Amelia. Janet had se
