Two days had passed since I had submitted the online application. There was still no response from them and it kept me on my toes. Had I been rejected or accepted? My mother's deadline was slowly approaching. We had nowhere to go, and Mr Greg had blunty refused to pay me. I walked up to my mother's bed and gently caressed her hair. Hot tears welled up in my eyes again. I sniffed them back. I couldn't let Valerie see me this way, she stood at the opposite side of our mom's bed.
"The nurses refused to clean her, so I did." I heard the feeble cracking tone of her voice, she had tears hidden within her too. "They refused?" I turned to her. "Said they had better things to do. We don't pay them money. It's alright, I'll happily clean her for as long as I have to. We don't need them." Valerie's
