through the door.”
“Jesus.” Luke ran his hand over his head, and I knew he was thinking the same thing I was. “She must be pretty bad off to be living there.”
“All she had was a couple bags of clothes and an air mattress. I felt like an ass leaving her there, but I knew she didn’t want help.”
Luke shook his head. “If I know you, I know you aren’t going to be able to leave it the way it is.”
“There’s gotta be something I can do. I know she won’t take anything outright, but maybe I could convince her if she thought that she was somehow paying for it.”
“You can’t save everyone, Mitch.”
“Yeah, well. This girl isn’t everyone.”
Luke pushed off the car and headed to the door. “I hope you know what you’re doing, I know Violet wouldn’t like what you’re thinking of doing.”
“Scarlett isn’t Violet.”
Luke shook his head and raised his arm over his head. “Good luck, brother. You’re gonna need it,” he laughed. The door slammed shut behind him, and I tossed the rag that was in my hand at the car.
I had no idea what the hell I was going to do. Right now, Scarlett was living in the same damn apartment building I had grown up in and had no car. There had to be a little something that I could do to try and make things easier for her.
Fixing her car was out of the question but she needed a car.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and pulled up Craigslist. I had a good size nest egg tucked away for a rainy day or more parts for the race car. It looked like that rainy day had come, and that new intake I had wanted for the ‘Vette was going to have to wait.
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Chapter 6
Scarlett
“Mama, I don’t want to go to work with you today.”
I didn’t want to go either, but if we wanted to eat, I didn’t have a choice. “I know, baby. How about we bring the DVD player today? I only have a four-hour shift, and I promise after we’ll get some yummy junk food and just veg out tonight.” It had been a week and a half since Levi and I had been living in our apartment and to say things were going smoothly was a bit of an exaggeration.
Every night Levi had nightmares that would keep him awake for hours leaving me exhausted. He managed to sleep in the back room of the gas station I had got a job at and the owner, Mrs. Smith, was kind enough to let him stay with me while I worked. Thankfully, the gas station was only a mile away from the apartment so Levi and I walked there every day. I hadn’t had a day off since I had started and tomorrow was going to be our first day off. “Can’t we just stay home?”
“Not if you like eating, big man,” I laughed. “Run and grab your bag. We need to get walking.” Levi trudged down the hallway, and all I could do was shake my head. Things were going to get better, we just had to make it through the next few months.
I finished packing Levi’s lunch and a couple of snacks when there was a loud knock on the front door. I wiped my hands on my jeans and hesitated to open the door. Three nights ago, three drunk men had gone up and down the hallway knocking on doors, trying to get into people’s apartments. I had to believe that they weren’t back at it at ten in the morning.
I stood on my tiptoes and peeked through the peephole. “Holy shit.” Mitch was standing on the other side of the door, his hands in the pockets of his ripped jeans and the white shirt that he had cut the sleeves off on was pulled tight across his chest. Holy shit, Mitch was ripped. I had noticed at the shop that he was a good looking guy, but I didn’t really look him over. Plus, he had pulled a sweatshirt on, so there really wasn’t much for me to check out before.
He was looking straight forward almost as if he could see me through the peephole even though I knew that wasn’t possible. “What is he doing here?” I whispered. He looked annoyed with his light blue eyes trained on the door and his chiseled chin set with his lips
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