Chapter 2
Lucas
What would you think of someone who sleeps in an alley behind a Dumpster, begs for enough money to pay for a cheap hotel room for a few days, and in the meantime, spends all day sitting on the sidewalk, hoping to see Santa?
Surely you’d think this someone has some serious mental issues.
Last night I ran away from him to go hide in my usual place. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t say anything and I had already made a fool of myself. Every time I think back to how I pulled his beard, I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment.
There are a couple of nice homeless people here, but it isn’t easy to find them. Not because they’re bad by nature, but because all they have is what they bring along with them or what they’ve found, and if someone tries to take their things, the
