Kaylene
For the first time, that day work held no solace. Between trips to the restroom, every five minutes to throw up, and the constant worry of what my new life will be like, I could barely focus. Thank goodness, mom and Care showed up five hours within my shift and I also must think whoever designed my office with a restroom. Cause those saved me.
Mom handled the intakes and transfers, while Care dealt with the Kitchen and kids. In between restroom breaks, I dealt with paperwork and secretarial duties. Since I couldn’t facilitate the meetings and programs I needed to, I had to switch with the other counselors, meaning I have to work on one of my off days.
During lunch, even though I could barely eat, I got a chance to look at the prenup. It held nothing more than what dad already
