Chapter 42
RAE KELLER
I plastered a smile on my face as I stared at the three people standing in front of me.
Normally, I really did not want to smile but Arlan had called it a good business strategy one time and that was the only reason I was here baring my teeth in the most pleasant way I thought best.
When I would rather be in my room sulking and crying and planning elaborate shit to get my daughter out of the orphanage home. I would also be sitting, curved around the box I had kept way under the bed, counting all the money I had gathered and checking to see if it was enough to buy a house, a car, get my daughter out of the fucking orphanage and enroll her in a good school.
And after I count them, I would then get depressed because I had only gotten to half the amount I needed to have a good life for my daughter and then I would start calculating how many more months I needed to work my ass off so I could save money and get my daughter out.
