Thirty One

May’s POV

I sat at the bar with a very heavy heart and I was nursing the drink that was in front of me, my right hand propped against my head. One would think the noise from the bar would draw out my thoughts, but all I could think about was money.

I wasn’t just thinking of any kind, I was thinking about the kind that could help my family, even though my stepfather kept gambling it down the drain. I didn’t want to believe that he had taken out the mortgage on the house just to help the company, I was sure he had gambled half of it away.

Just when was my mother going to realize that and leave his sorry ass? Just when?

I sighed and shook my head as I sat there. Emily should be here soon, I told myself as she already confirmed she was near.

I just wanted to have a fun night this Friday, before going home to sleep it off and wake up to it tomorrow. I was going to really…

My phone vibrated in front of me on the counter and I looked down to see it was a text from Emily telling me she was he