177 Better Than Gold

(Winona)

The next morning, we have newly packed luggage and we’re getting ready to go to the airport.

“Mom, I know this isn’t easy,” I break the silence. “But I really think this is the best thing for you right now.”

Mom doesn’t respond.

“Don’t be nervous about the plane ride. It will go fine. The first one is the most nerve-wracking.”

Mom smiles. “Don’t worry. I’m okay. Let’s go and get this day started.

“Once we get to the townhouse, we can start looking for a place where you and Cass can settle down. It’s not going to be at my place forever, just until you decide where you want to be.”

Cass snorts. “Yeah, right. Like we can choose anywhere we want. We don’t have infinite resources like others do.”

“Cass, it’s better than the streets,” I say, trying to keep my voice calm. “And it’s definitely better than living in fear because of what just happened. You’ll have to get a job to make rent.”

She glares at me, but she doesn’t argue. She knows I’m right, even if she doesn’t want to admi