I HATE YOU

TWELVE

I'mani

When I drop my ass in the seat I am anxious somehow I always knew the day will come when I leave Maine but under different circumstances.

The bus moves I think how far can five grand really get me I am to be clever on how I do this because I am not ending up in the streets. I close my eyes to rest a little maybe when I wake up I will have a better plan.
I wake up a couple of hours later not sure where I am at the bus has stop the lady besides me tells me this is the last stop. Where the fuck is this.

A little bit disoriented I stand with duffle bag walking out its late I am hungry I could use a hot meal walking   away from the bus stop I realise i am in some small town it's cold but not freezing as Maine I see a a MacDonald opposite the streets I need coffee.

Walking  to the MacDonald I order burger and coffee if i had a phone I will Google this place I couldn't afford a phone bill as I sit down i try to remember if I was ever really happy in my childhood my grandmother raised me and Zeke I don't remember my parents for a shortest time I knew love from my grandmother i vow to myself to build that a family, love.

After eating i walk to the parking lot when I see an older woman struggling with getting her shopping bags in her car since I am not in a hurry I walk  to assist her "let me help you with that " she looks up at me we the same height if i guess being this close to her she's not so older maybe late forties she smiles up a genuine smile.

"Thank you ,young lady can't say I have seen you before I know everyone around town " I am merely passing through" oh you destination in mind" No not really maybe you can tell me where the motel is " oh I can do better I own a guest house around this parts it's better than any motel" oh I don't think I can afford a guest house "Well since you don't have a destination in my mind I am actually looking for a helper you can get accommodation you not a thief are you " I smile at that " uhmmm no I am I'mani " I am Sophia"