Thirty Five
MARTHA’S POV Today is my off day from working at the grocery, well not technically my off day but I did tell them that I can’t be working from Monday to Saturday since I have kids to look after and they’ll be on holiday soon, can’t spend all my cash on the babysitter when I can take of them myself. I inhaled deeply as I walked down the stairs in my bathrobe; I turned on the electric kettle and leaned on the counter rubbing my temple. Working at the grocery is actually fun but exhausting coupled with taking care of the kids, but that doesn’t mean I’ll agree to Peter handing them over to child services. These kids have no family, we’re their family now. I can’t stand seeing them with another family, who knows what they’ll even go through again. They’ve already gone through a lot, they ne
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