THE QUEEN OF MIDNIGHT (THE SHADOW FAE #2) BY EVANGELINE ANDERSON – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Evangeline Anderson
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Lily
I looked down at the crumpled five-dollar bill in my right hand…and
then at the jar of chunky peanut butter in my left. Peanut butter is a
good source of protein and energy—a little bit can keep you going for
quite a long time. But the price tag on the side of the jar read $4.99.
I had enough change to cover the tax, but if I spent it, that was it—I was
officially out of funds—a nice way of saying “flat broke.”
I considered the peanut butter again and then looked out the large plate
glass window of the Grab N Go, which was the last gas station around for
miles. My tired old Chevy minivan was riding on empty. If I spent my last
five dollars and change on food, I was going to be stuck here for the
foreseeable future. Or at least until someone got sick of seeing me out in the
small parking area and called to get me towed away. Then what would I do?
I couldn’t just—
“Hey, lady—you gonna buy that or what?”
The clerk’s voice broke my train of thought and I looked up to see him
smirking at me, his long hair flopping in his face. I bet he thought girls
liked that. I thought about telling him he was wrong and decided against it
—I was too tired and hungry to pick a fight. Especially with someone who
could get me towed if he wanted to.
“No…I guess not.” Reluctantly, I put the peanut butter back on the shelf
with the other overpriced groceries. Things always cost more at the gas
station but there was no grocery store anywhere around—not that I could
afford much of anything there either.
If I used the money for gas, I could possibly make it to the local food
pantry tomorrow, I told myself. And maybe they could point me in the
direction of a women’s shelter. I hated to go stay someplace like that, but it
was time to admit defeat—I couldn’t keep living in my car forever.
I walked up to the counter and laid the crumpled five-dollar bill on the
counter.
“Five dollars of regular on pump six,” I told the clerk, who rang me up
without comment.
I watched as the five disappeared into his register. It was my emergency
money—the bill I’d always kept in the tiny back pocket of my purse in case
I ran short. Parting with it hurt—and it hurt even more to use it for gas.
My stomach was growling angrily at me, but I told myself I wasn’t
starving yet. I still had plenty of padding on my hips and ass. I’ve always
been a curvy girl. I used to joke that I could live off my curves for months
—now I was testing that theory and finding that it wasn’t much fun. Also,
even though I hadn’t had enough to eat in what felt like forever, I still
wasn’t anywhere near skinny—how is that fair?
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