It's April now, and still we're short on everything. We have had to take in 3 more boarders, so there are now 12 people cramped into a house in which 5 people used to live. But that's not the beggining of our misfortune.
Today Dad came home from work about 3 hours early. He had a look on his face which I had never seen or even imagined could be on my father's face. It was one of defeat- he lost his 5th job in 4 months. Mother said we are going to have to sell eggs to get by now- one step away from the poor house. I suspect we'll lose the house, too.
But, throughout all this worrying, I still have a small spark of hope that maybe, just maybe, we'll make it.
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