Chapter 3
It was already ten minutes past the time Michael was supposed to pick him up, and Kevin had started to think he’d been stood up. Great.
As if being rejected by Michael once hadn’t been enough, he had to put himself through it a second time. He hated himself for having actually looked forward to it all day.
Kevin glanced up the street toward his usual bus stop. A couple minutes more and he’d head home. He needed to clean up the ant mess from the night before. Not to mention figure out what he was going to do about getting evicted.
Last night had been great. Gabby had fed him dinner, and he got to actually watch television. When was the last time he’d been able to just veg in front of the TV? Cable had been one of the first things he’d canceled when he lost his job.
Then this
