DESTINY

“This is a bad idea, Destiny,” Natasha said,

“You can’t take on a job without being honest about your background. If he finds out he might end up treating you terribly, or worse, hurting you.”

“Don’t worry. He’s a pastor,” I said. “People like him don’t even know how to defend themselves let alone attack others,”
“I need to do whatever it takes to get off the street. He’s my ticket out of here. I don’t owe him anything. As soon as I’m off the street and I have enough money, I’ll go back to my parents.”

“Will they take you back in?” she asked. “You told me it sucked to live there.”

“Yeah, but I need the help,” I said. “I&rs...

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