Becca's POV
After everything that has happened my mother realises what a fool she has been so I do not need to spell it out for her or rub it in. What I expect from her is an effort to make things right and keep our family together.
I allowed her sometime to clear her head and think really hard about the next step she wants to take.
Father gets home a few hours later looking like a lost puppy. I'm afraid to even ask him how the interview went, from the look of things I can confidently say there are no good news to share and it's time to start worrying about what we are going to do to survive financially.
"Would you like something to eat father?" I offer.
"Just a glass of water will be fine," he answers.
"Okay...coming right up," I stroll into the kitchen and fill up a glass with
