And my paycheck kept a roof over my daughters’ heads.
After the year we had survived, reliability felt like wealth.
I used to repeat the same thing to myself while cleaning bathrooms.
Steady.
This is steady.
We’re going to be okay.
Then one Tuesday afternoon, everything I had rebuilt disappeared in less than an hour.
I was restocking my cart outside Room 814 when my supervisor came around the corner. RentApartments
One look at her face made my stomach tighten.
“Rachel. Mr. Bennett wants you downstairs.”