CHAPTER 20
Chuck was cleaning out his ears when Kimmie stepped back into the living room.
“You wanted to see me?”
He didn’t turn to look at her. “Got these for you.” He tossed a manila envelope by her feet. “Need them filled out by tomorrow when the mail comes.”
She picked up the envelope as well as a few of Chuck’s used Q-tips. “What’s this?” She bent back the fastener.
“Disability application. You’ll need that now you aren’t working no more.”
Kimmie’s mom had never been one to gamble. She thought cards and dice were wicked, and she never took any risks. Kimmie wasn’t like that, so she searched Chuck’s face to try to detect how serious he was. This might all be some bluff. She could put up a tiny fight and be back at the daycare by tomorrow.
Or Chuck might be so set on keeping Kimm
