*Katrina POV*
Wait... What?
"Whoa! Slow down, please. That is way too much to ask of you both. I will figure it out, and make sure my car is fine. I couldn't impose like that, and I don't even know if this would qualify in my housing grant. Let's just concentrate on the car situation. Those boys don't know where I live, at least I don't think. They do know my car," I said with a touch of anxiety in my voice.
I could see Mr. Bradford was in deep thought, and I was about to speak to him directly when he started to speak.
"Katrina, I agree that you shouldn't have to uproot your life just because you are worried about a car. However, young lady, I am personally worried about you living on your own because of the current situation you face. I agree with Derrick, but won't force you to acce
