Page 55 of Grumpy Sunshine

Perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

I stood up and did a little hop.

I felt like I was walking on a cloud.

“Wow,” I breathed.

Wiggling my toes again, I smiled.

Then I came to a decision.

I was going to find the man and tell him just how much this meant to me.

I just had to do a little light stalking first…

My stalking turned up nothing.

So much nothing, in fact, that I would go back up to the clubhouse because I had no other options.

Except, when I got outside, my car was gone.

What.

The.

Fuck.

My mother had gotten out and decided to steal my car!

Anger seethed in my belly, and instead of calling the cops like I probably should have, I stomped back inside, pissed as all hell that I couldn’t go thank Chevy.

And even more pissed because now I had to deal with my mother again tomorrow.

Stupidly, I hadn’t thought that she would stoop that low to steal a car and I hadn’t put anything in the car to be able to find it on the off chance that she stole it.

Meaning, I was boned.

I slept like shit all night as I tried to come up with a plan of action.

Oh, and tried to figure out how in the hell I was going to get to work.

The bus.

That was my only option.

It wasn’t like I could afford a ride share.

In my new shoes and my threadbare scrubs that were castoffs from some other nurse that hated the way they felt, I headed downstairs in my new shoes.

But not even my mother stealing my car would be enough to dampen the feeling that I had running through me at the thought of standing on clouds all day.

I was so lost in thought that I nearly walked right past my car.

I froze at the sight of the faded red paint, then backed up and frowned.

“What in the…” I said as I walked toward it and touched it to make sure that I hadn’t just made the entire damn thing up.

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