Saturday night arrived and stoked was the word. The gang had made plans to hang out and invited me to come along. After Sweetwater, I’d resigned myself to work and school only. I decided to toss that rule aside and have some downtime.
I was trying not to worry about finances. Rent and the electric bill were due. Sara claimed she wasn’t making much in tips, and I had no choice but to take her word at face value. That meant I had to make sure things got paid. I was no stranger to pooling my money with Sara’s coins to pay bills.
To pick up the slack, I took on an extra route on the weekends. It wasn’t much money, but every penny counted. Despite my efforts, I wasn’t sure that the additional coins would make much difference. Sara still hadn’t forked over the landlord"s info. I expected an ev
