"Thanks," Marilyn said, "I will."
"So?" Anna asked when they were out in the hall, "what is going on? You looked like someone died."
"Not quite," Marilyn said, "my dad had a heart attack. He's going to be OK, but - "
"That is good, right?" Birungi put her hand on Marilyn's arm. "Your doctors will make him strong again."
"Yes, "but the insurance company says they aren't covered."
"Oh no," Anna gasped and covered her mouth. "what about your university?"
"Gone," Marilyn moaned, "all of it gone."
"But you have until December to find a job and make some money to pay for your tuition. You can come live in my room." Anna counted on her fingers, "We'll get you to Student Services and they'll help with a resume and... s**t! This isn't fair, you'd be a great social worker. Maybe there are som
