Chapter 4
Kaine Moran was beginning to second-guess his decision to leave Connecticut. The change of scene had been exciting at first; from rural New England to what he’d always considered the coolest city in the world, the home of Starbucks Coffee and Grunge Metal: Seattle, Washington. He’d left the day after his eighteenth birthday, just over a year ago, and expected to have to struggle a little once he arrived, but a year - a f*****g year – later and he still couldn’t full time work as an artist.
If Seattle was such a happening place, why was the only full time work he could find on the docks or some crappy fast food joint? If it wasn’t for his grandma he’d either be homeless of back in Moosup by now.
Seattle may or may not be the coolest city in the world, the jury was still out
