Katie's POV

Chapter 91

Katie’s POV

I also needed a place to sleep until I got my first paycheck and rented a room at a motel or something.

And hopefully, that first paycheck will come fast, as the money I still have after paying for my car is nowhere close to what I need to survive.

“It’s okay,” I say, talking about my car.

“What color is it?”

“Navy.”

We chat about it, mostly to forget that I’m about to leave.

This is probably the most important thing that’s happened to us.

We’ve never been apart.

Since my mother brought her home from the hospital after giving birth, I’ve always been by her side.

She was a tiny baby—I was too when I was born, my mother said––and quite happy.

Less moody than I was, my mother had also said. But then my mother passed, and I’ve been my little sister’s sole support since she was six.

I helped her with her homework and tried to make things better for her.

It didn’t always work, but now it will.

Things will be different.

I will make this work even if it’s the last thing