She pulled into the parking lot of the apartment house, sighing in relief as she turned off the engine. Hopefully it would start again in the morning. Despite Evey's warning, she really had no choice but to trust to luck. If she could nurse the old rattletrap Regal through one more winter, she would be all right. Next fall Becca would be eligible for the pre-K program in her school district. That meant less money going to pay Diana for babysitting. Which meant more money for “luxuries” like car maintenance.
She snorted as her mind ran through the mental rut for the thousandth time, then climbed out of the car. She walked over to where Evey had parked beside her. She rolled down the window so they could talk.
“Safe and sound,” she said, then noticed the way the older woman was shivering.
