Chapter one - Walking Away.
The neon lights flashed violently in an array of colors as they wrestled each other for the attention of passerby, and a warm vapor exudes from the cars on the road and overpowers the chilly winter’s evening. A baby cries in the front seat of a silver Suzuki, longing for its pacifier, one could only guess.
"Aww, don't cry, Ricky." the mother shushed him nervously while trying to steer. "Mommy's here, we're almost home. Shh..."
And that is when the mother saw her, point blank in the middle of the road. She screamed louder than her shrieking car break.
Penelope Gardner was rushing home that night, running as fast as she could in the rain with her first week's pay. She was so excited to show her brothers, who lived on spare change, what it was like to have real money again. A respectable wad of 50 dollar bills that she would guard with her life, so that the three of them could spend it on food, and make their lives just a little b