Chapter 7

Casey woke up early the next morning. She had a peaceful sleep last night. It was her last moment sleeping in the park with her beloved friend Cora. She went to the bakery and bought some bread for their breakfast. She bought two cups of coffee too. "Good morning, Cora," she greeted her friend as she put down the bread and two cups of coffee she bought in front of them. Cora smiled at her and said, "Good morning too, Casey. You woke up early today. Are you excited to see him?" Casey sighed deeply and shrugged her shoulders before she speaks to her beloved friend.

"Well, I'm not excited for it. I'm sad though. And you know why I'm feeling sad, Cora," she said bitterly.

"You don't have to feel sad, Casey. You should be happy because you won't experience the life here in the streets. You should be grateful for the blessings you have right now. And without his help, you couldn't have the life you deserve. You don't have to think of me here. I'll be fine here. No more drama, please. We can