CHAPTER 2: BUCKSKIN BAD BOYIT HAD BEEN A COUPLE of weeks since that evening that Snapper and Howler had changed my tire for me. I found myself watching for him every day. There was something about him that drew me and I longed to see him during the day and dreamt of him at night.
He’d been right when he’d said that the spare wasn’t going to last long. After two weeks, it too had gone flat. It was a pain not having a car as I had to take two buses to just to drop Lanie at daycare and get to work. I just didn’t have the money to buy a whole new set of tires right then. I was barely making it. Lanie’s father acted like we didn’t exist and between the rent, bills, daycare, food and gas, I didn’t have much left over.
I stepped off the bus and glanced at my watch. I had five minutes to get to
