I let out a heavy sigh as I climb the stairs to my apartment. It's been a long, arduous day. I can't wait to flop down on the couch and relax a bit. I pass Ms. Robertson on my way to my apartment and give her a friendly wave. Her brow furrows in concern when she sees me. "Joanne, is everything alright?" I wonder what gave it away?
Everything is NOT alright. My dad gambled away all my family's money, my brother is out of work, my mom is sick, and I'm in no position to help any of them. I can barely afford my own share of the rent, and I work at a horrid job just to make ends meet.
I put on my most cheerful smile and chuckle, "Yes Ms. Robertson, everything's just fine!"
"Oh good, I was starting to worry. Let me know if there is anything I can do," she replies with a smile. I wave goodbye to Ms. Robertson and trudge the rest of the way to my apartment door. I share this apartment with my friends Hannah, Brooke, and Tanya. I pause at the doorway. Going in with my gu