“Yeah. You’re going to pay for replacements,” she shrugs.
Great. So much for buying myself anything. “Hey,” she moves out from beside me to hover in front of me. “I can help you, you know.”
I peer up at her. “You can? How?”
“Well, not with money,” she admits. “But I can get you free snacks.”
“That’s great, thank you. But I need toiletries, clothes, and stuff.”
“I can get most of that, too.”
My brows furrow. “How?”
She cracks a smile. “My mom, how else? She owns a bakery and runs the storage for secondhand goods for kids around here.”
My eyes widen. “You’re June’s daughter?”
Her features light up. “You know my mom?”
I nod. “Yeah. But how are you going to get stuff from her?”
“She can see me. She has sight, like you and her sister, Selene.”
“Oh, Mrs. Humphrey?”
She pulls a face
