all five together.”
“I know.”
She paused.
“Do you have any idea what you’re signing up for?”
“No.”
That was the most honest answer I had.
Then I said,
“But I’m twenty-nine years old, I have no dependents, and I’m about to watch five siblings get placed in three different cars. I don’t think I can just stand there and let that happen.”
“Twenty-nine,” she said.
“What?”
“You said thirty.”
“Right.”
Another silence.
Then she said,
“I’ll help you.”
That was it.
For the next nine days, I worked.
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