Luke’s second day at work was easier than the first. “I think my muscles are beginning to adjust to all the lifting,” he told Mark.
“Give it a week, and yours will look like mine,” Mark replied, flexing one muscular arm.
Luke snorted. “If they do, I’ll look like a freak of nature. Yours are huge.”
Mark preened. “Healthy living, hard work, and a good gym.”
“I’ve got one out of three,” Luke said with a rueful grimace.
As soon as he got off work, Luke headed back downtown to the shelter he’d mentioned to Jourdain. After talking with a counselor, he signed up for GED classes three nights a week from seven to nine.
With that accomplished, he went to one of his usual places to panhandle, and hoped he’d make enough for supper and breakfast. The money he still had from the previous evening w
