Counting Pennies, Losing Daughters
On the night of New Year's Eve, I wake up in a hospital ward with an IV drip connected to the back of my hand.
A nurse passes me the hospital bill.
"It's 300 dollars in total, including the emergency treatment fee and the cost for a bottle of glucose drips."
When I turn on my phone, I feel my heart sinking. I only have 29.01 dollars left in my bank account.
The wallpaper of my phone is a countdown of my family contract's app. Today is the date when I have to renew my family contract for the year.
In order to accumulate enough money to go home, I've been working as a staff member in concert venues. Earlier, I had collapsed backstage, so I was quickly sent to the hospital.
The dial tone
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