#Chapter 14: The Eviction

“I thought for sure that you would never forgive me.”

My eyes widened a bit. I knew what Nathan was talking about: the day that my dad and I got evicted.

It was more than ten years ago, but I still remembered the pain and the humiliation like it was just yesterday…

“Olivia. Wake up.”

I was sleeping in my bed in the little house that my dad and I called home. I remembered that I was supposed to go to school in the morning.

“Five more minutes,” I grumbled, rolling over.

My dad shook my shoulder again, this time more violently. “Liv, you have to wake up,” he said. “We have to go. Hurry up and get dressed.”

I frowned and slowly sat up. My dad was standing over me with a worried expression on his face, and when I glanced over at the clock, I saw that it was only one o’clock in the morning. I had only been asleep for a few hours.

Yawning, I rubbed my eyes. “Dad, what’s going on?” I asked, feeling myself get more nervous as he threw a pair of pants and a sweater down on my bed for me. “Where