$100 and Counting
This time I made sure the shower and music were on when I began to sob. I did not want my son to hear me from outside the bathroom since his room was right next door. As I stood directly under the shower head I cried, cried, and cried some more. I was tired, exhausted and at my wit’s end. All of the bills were overdue and I was already robbing Peter to pay Paul. Unfortunately, Peter was broke now too.