Once Bitten, Twice Broken, Forever Loved

Ethan Coleman?

Violet's POVThe morning sun beat down on the bustling street, casting a warm glow on the crowded sidewalk. People are hurrying to and fro, their footsteps and conversations, sounds of vehicles waiting in the gridlock, weaving together in a constant hum of activities.Everyone, including myself, as I dodge and weave through the horde, is trying to beat Manhattan's morning rush hour.I pick my pace, hastening to the bus stop to catch a bus, barely hearing my mom's rant over the phone as the street seems boisterous.“The landlord threatens to throw us out on the street. Your siblings can't go to school because we can't afford their tuition, and Jeremy needs to continue his sustenance medication seeing as we can't afford a heart transplant.”“God,” I mutter, momentarily closing my eyes as I rub my temple.Mom runs a bakery she started before Dad passed. Her entire earnings are not enough to pay taxes and utilities, let alone sustain the family. I've been the second breadwinner of the fam...