Chapter 19
FRIDAY MORNING, MEGAN WAS BUSY coloring a picture for Santa— the fridge was covered in her artwork— and singing to herself while Anika wrote a check for another medical payment.
Right now she could really use that quarter. As much as she despised Christmas, she was trying to come up with some way to make it special for Megan. If her idea didn’t work then all the hard work to prove to herself that they weren’t trash would go unnoticed when Santa passed by their house on Christmas Eve. The only thing worse than getting a lump of coal for Christmas is getting nothing— nothing at all.
The numbers on the bills blurred, and Anika sucked in a breath reminding herself to stay strong. The heating bill was ten dollars more than she’d planned on and the city utilities had an extra fee f
