Breathe for It: Hellions Motorcycle Club (Hellions Ride On Book 4) by Chelsea Camaron

Author:Chelsea Camaron [Camaron, Chelsea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carolina Dreams Publishing
Published: 2019-11-14T18:30:00+00:00

10

Jennissey

I want to say so much, but the words have left me.

“How you doin’?” Cheyenne greets as I walk into work.

“Can’t complain,” I tell her honestly. Cheyenne is a nice woman. She’s in her thirties with two kids at home. She works hard and always has a smile on her face. Over the years, I haven’t really bonded with my co-workers. In the Navy you built relationships because really it takes teamwork within a unit. Since getting out, my life has been chaos with Jami’s addiction. There hasn’t been time for friendships.

“That answer tells me so much,” she jokes with me.

Really, I am happy right now, so I can’t complain. I have a nice place to stay. One I couldn’t afford, therefore, I’m enjoying it while I have it. I have the peace of mind that my sister is safe which hasn’t happened … ever. I managed to find a job cleaning houses with this company which is a nationwide chain of franchises. If I do well, I have the opportunity to move somewhere else and still secure a job. With Jami in rehab, I can actually leave my purse on the counter and not worry about waking up to no money. Yes, I have nothing to complain about. Life may not be at the very best this moment, but it damn sure could be a lot worse.

I clock in, and we load up supplies. Driving out to our first house, Cheyenne is her usual self, dancing behind the steering wheel high on life.

It’s refreshing.

Some songs, I find myself dancing too. I haven’t been able to let loose and enjoy anything in so long that I truly value the little things like dancing in the car.

“We only have one today,” Cheyenne informs. “Realtor called. Said it’s a rental, but we need to know it was an eviction. According to the agent, all the furniture was taken out by a moving company. Top to bottom, ceiling to floor, we gotta go over every inch. They have a dumpster out back for trash.”

I nod as she parks the car, and we begin to unload. The house isn’t messed up from the outside like one would expect from an eviction. The neighborhood is nice and super quiet. It’s all the same style single-story homes throughout.

My mind begins to daydream. Is this a family who is down on their luck? Maybe the dad lost his job unexpectedly. While this isn’t some overly-expensive place I imagine a working class family living here. A dad, mom, and two kids all making memories together in the walls of this home. Then life being life, shit happens and they lost the home.

I know what it is to struggle to make the rent and keep the lights on. Thankfully, I don’t have kids to worry over, but I hope when that time comes I’m not living from payday to payday feeling my account balance in the negative.

Cheyenne and I work well together. We have a system and it begins as we pile our supplies just inside the front door.

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