"Please bring coffee early morning to room, mommy. I have some place to go."
And oh boy, did he ever have a place to go. He needed to get there. He had to be the first person in line, standing right at the front doors, tapping his foot, the very second that one specific, very important bank building unlocked its doors for the day.
This cheque was burning a hole in his pocket, but it was just useless paper until it was cashed.
Violet... she had to double-take those words.
Her brain just... stalled.
'To... his... ROOM?!'
She screamed inside her own head, feeling her face get all hot and dizzy just from the thought. Her heart immediately started doing a thump-thump-THUMP against her ribs, way, way too fast.
Because the last... the last two times... she had dared to enter that room, she... she had seen things. Awful things. Embarrassing, filthy things that she really, really should not have seen.
