CHAPTER 16
Another Friday, which means I’ve managed to stay off the streets for another seven days. Maybe you think that’s strange since I’m so close to my mom’s I could walk to her place and be there in half an hour. Maybe you wonder why I haven’t called and asked to stay there while I get back on my feet. Which obviously means you haven’t met her yet.
Mom thinks I’m still living at Chris’s place. She doesn’t know we foreclosed a year ago. When she complained to me that creditors were calling her house looking for me, I made up some excuse about a medical bill insurance had guaranteed to pay. As if I’ve been on any kind of insurance except Medicaid. But of course, you can’t tell that to the widow of Orchard Grove’s first and only Chinese gynecologist. Anyway, the less I think about Mom,
