Jasmine
By the time I left the last store, I was ready to scream. Half the places I’d gone to weren’t hiring, and the other half had no vacancies.
The sun beat down relentlessly, making the back of my neck sticky with sweat as I walked down the sidewalk in defeat.
Maybe I should just call it a day. Go home, eat something, spend a few hours at the library catching up on schoolwork, then try again tomorrow. It wasn’t like I had much of a choice.
With a tired sigh, I flagged down a cab and gave the driver my address.
The ride home was quiet. I spent most of it staring out the window, mentally calculating bills, groceries, textbooks, and all the other things I couldn’t afford to ignore. By the time we pulled up to my building, my stomach was already growling.
I kicked off my shoes, dropp
