After saying goodbye to Reena, I climbed the steps to my apartment, let myself in then slumped down on the thrift store couch , I bought a few days ago. Happily, I kicked my legs up to the coffee table. I didn't have much things in this apartment and I didn't need much. I didn't want to waste all the money I stolen. I had a feeling that time will reach where I will surely need it; for an emergency and just go to the essentials.

I was thankful that the old woman who owned this building had her grandson come over the weekend and helped me carry my new...