This is a NaNoWriMo project….
Julie was sitting at her desk with her head in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Zane, I don’t know what I’m going to do. If I don’t find a way to raise some money, Youth Haven is going to have to close. I can’t let that happen, I don’t want any of these kids to end up on the street.”
“You know how much this place means to me. I would’ve ended up on the street if Youth Haven hadn’t existed; hell, who knows what I would’ve had to do to survive.”
Zane remembered the night she’d come to his house. It was two in the morning, and she’d had bruises and cuts all over her body. He didn’t have to ask what happened, he know her dad had beaten her again, but that time he hadn’t let her go back home. He’d woken his mom…
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