“It’s nothing a little paint and nails can’t fix.” He tells me, as he grabs my book bag from my shoulder, while he begins to walk towards his truck as he continues to say, “I’m sure that Cash and I can have it looking better in no time.”
I froze on the sidewalk, shocked by what he had just said, wondering if he truly meant that Cash and he would be willing to work on it. I had a monthly allowance that I was now given each month, from a trust fund left behind by my parents. If I was smart with my monthly allowance, then I could very well help my grandmother out fixing her house, which would be the least I could do for her, since she had taken me in.
Chance opened the passenger door, before he realized that I wasn’t directly behind him, as he gave me a confused look, while he asked, “Have
