ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE

Lewis paced back and forth in his small, empty room. Anger and frustration churned inside him like a storm. He couldn't believe Peter had turned on them. Now that Peter was working at the Stephenson company, getting money out of Harvey seemed almost impossible. He needed to find a way to make ends meet else hunger would be their other name.

"Something can still happen," Lewis muttered to himself. "I have to find something, and I have to think fast. Garcia needs proper treatment. and we need to leave this nasty place we call home."

He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He had been thinking for hours, trying to come up with a good solution.

Hours passed, and just as the first light of dawn crept through the window, an idea struck him. It was risky, but it could work, they have to try it out.

As the day breaks, Lewis rushes to find his father. He found Mr. Michael in the kitchen, sipping a cup of coffee and looking exhausted. That was what they could afford as breakfast.

"Dad,
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