PIPER
"I just don't understand what we're going back to," Ashley says for the third time.
We haven't even made it through security at the airport, and she is already driving me insane. It's not that I don't love her—I do—but I can't handle all of the questions. Not now. Not when I'm barely holding myself together.
"We're going back to our lives, Ash. We can't stay here in hiding forever."
What life is that, though?My new life as a homeless, single mother drowning below the poverty line?
Now that Timofey has removed himself from the picture, the reality of my situation is sinking in. I'm no longer his nanny, which means that huge paycheck is no longer going to be hitting my account every two weeks. I barely survived off the CPS income, and aside from now having a baby to care for, I'm not even sure I still have my job with them. I have enough to skate through the next few months, but nowhere near enough to support a newborn when the time comes.
