Chapter 13
Erin’s stomach cramped as soon as she woke up. She slept, but it was fitful and restless. Now the morning daylight seeped between the closed blinds of the small trailer. She took the three steps to the thermostat and turned it up higher. With a glance in the mirror, she cringed. She looked exactly how she felt: dirty and sordid. Her fight with Joey. And worst of all, he was right. She was allowed to stay there only because she’d been sleeping with Joey. And it shamed her to the core to realize maybe she had done it for exactly that reason; just so Jack would let her stay.
Today, she had nowhere left to go. The pain in her stomach increased. She had nowhere else to go. Literally. There was no friend in Seattle. No job. No family. Very little money and no home. She was homeless.
