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Chapter Forty-Five: A Lapse In Judgement
Becky I slipped into the small and cramped apartment that I shared with my mother. It wasn’t often that I actually slept in my own bed, as I was usually called by Ellis. My mother worked the morning shift over at the hotel, cleaning the rooms after the guests left and making sure all the halls and corridors were spotless. Since she had to get up at 4:00 AM, she was usually in bed by the time I finished my duties at the packhouse. I was a little surprised to see her sitting at the little folding card table that served as our kitchen table. Her face looked tired and haggard as usual, and her hair was more salt than pepper these days. She looked at me with dull bleary eyes as I dropped my bag and unlaced my shoes. “Hi Mom,” I greeted her, “What are you doing up?” She stared at me, her eye
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