him.
“That’s over four hundred dollars.”
“Then consider it a lesson.”
A lesson.
As though I had personally invited two strangers to steal from me.
At the end of my shift, I paid the bill.
My hands were shaking when I signed the paperwork.
By the time I stepped outside, I had already cried once in the employee bathroom.
Four hundred dollars was gone.
My mother was still missing.
And I had no idea how I was going to explain any of it to my family.
I barely slept that
