I worked at the factory for 48 days.
The day shift began at 7.30 a.m. and ended at 7 p.m.
During peak season, we worked until 9 p.m. By the end of each day, my fingers reeked of glue.
At first, I kept living at home because the employee housing was full.
My pay was deposited into the bank account linked to my phone. Every night, I checked the balance and ran the numbers again.
Student loans could cover tuition. What worried me were the bus ticket, the housing deposit, and a month's worth of living expenses before classes started.
As the balance crept higher, I slept a little easier.
In mid-August, a bed opened up in employee housing.
The night before I moved, I slept like a rock.
I woke briefly in the middle of the night and saw Eden sitting beside my bed with my phone.
I lunged
