My pens, my pencils, my notebooks, my papers, all of it. I couldn't even look my co-workers in the eye and vice-versa.It wasn't until closed the trunk...of my car until my knees buckled and I collapsed against my car in tears. I wasn't concerned about my livelihood or bills to pay. This was my life. It wasn't great, it wasn't flashy but it was mine. I helped make stories for those kids who sat at the back of the class, who no one ever wanted to sit with at lunch time, who couldn't talk to another. Eve and I went for a bike ride into the really classy housing section of town. I had no desire to live on one of the quiet, tree lined streets, but they did make a nice place to ride a bike. We must not have been too bad a sight for the old fogies, and their lawn boys, since we always got smiles and waves from the residents.When we got back from the ride there were messages on my phone. I nevert answered the phone, when I was on a bike. I had no desire to wind up under the wheels of a truck.. More

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