I woke the next day with a euphoric feeling inside of me. You would think I had won the lottery or had a good dream, but no. Today was my birthday. I was the big twenty three years. I didn’t feel different, I felt the same.
I got up and looked around the open floor space I was sleeping on. Charles slept not far from me with his mouth wide open. He kept making sounds that oscillated between sounding like a train and a car wreck. When he told me would all be sleeping in the same room, and by all, he meant the whole house hold including his parents, it was on the tip of my tongue to say I would go back to school to stay or even look for father James and beg him to take me in. However, when I had gotten upstairs, relief flooded my entire system.
Think open floor-plan type of space. I loved
