Her eyes slowly drifted shut. Once her head began to lower toward the table, she yanked it back up. No sleeping in the coffee shop. It might draw attention to herself, but where else could she sleep? She read the next Help Wanted ad. Even something temporary, a job would be a step in the right direction. She’d have something to show in order to get a place to live, even though the employer would probably fire her as soon as they found out her condition. Good thing she wasn’t showing yet. Shaking her head, she couldn’t imagine how she’d gotten in this situation. Pregnant, a runaway, and broke. Nice combination. Barely seventeen and alone in somewhere-Idaho, the world looked pretty bleak. With only a carry-on and a one way ticket to Seattle, she had been able to get off the bus during a rest stop and not returned at the designated time. And it probably had been a very bad idea. At least she could’ve slept for a few more hours on the bus. Cold air blowing in the continuously open door made goosebumps cover her arms.
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