Staring down at the paper, Kylie chewed on the end of her pencil, trying to figure out how to squeeze just a little bit more out of her budget. Belt tightening was going to become a skill she would become black-belt master in, considering what she needed in her savings account in another five months.
How do people do this? She groaned. Well, for starters, most people could go after the father and have them help with expenses, but...well, that wasn't exactly an option in Kylie's case. He didn't even know she was still pregnant, and if he found out...
She shivered.
Six months ago, she would've sworn up, down, and sideways that Norman would never get violent with her, but she'd be the first to admit that six months ago, she was about as naïve as they came. Now, she just didn't know what he'd do – something even worse than what he'd already done? The thought terrified her.