Then she broke.
Between quiet sobs, the story came out.
Her mom worked double shifts at a diner, trying to keep the lights on. Money was tight. Real tight. Rent had gone up to $1,200 a month, and they were already behind. Stress filled their small apartment like thick smoke.
Her mom had a boyfriend.
When he first moved in, he brought groceries and paid a couple of bills. Things seemed easier.