Chapter 1:Starting to Survive
When I arrived at my lot I was amazed! Mum had to sleep in a sleeping bag but I got a bed. At least she got a fridge though...
I looked through the mail and there was a letter from Miss Trailia, Mr Trailia’s daughter.
‘Dearest Bradley,
My father has passed on and I will be your lawyer for now. I’ve got some news though.
The Bistro is offering you a job as a chef. They need the extra workers and you need the extra money. The library will be your next step as there you can work on your skills.
Have a good day, Miss Stephanie Trailia.’
Wow, Miss Trailia has got my day all sorted! I did what she said and earned my job at the bistro and went reading at the library.
She probably wanted be to learn just the cooking skill but I also snuck in some Mixology books too.
My bed wasn’t as comfortable as the bed at the orphanage but it was better than the floor.
With no fridge on the lot I couldn’t grab something to eat, so a visit to the fire station changed all that. They were nice hot dogs!
My first day of work was a blast and I learned that even when in uniform, I can look mean and ready to strike!
With my first promotion, I bought a sink, counter and fridge so I could then cook. The hot dogs I made were really good.
My life was starting to look alright. In the orphanage I refused to any mean parents adopting me, and most of the ones were, and the ones who weren’t were more interested in the other kids like: Jill and Charlie were adopted the day after I came. I was finally Starting to Survive.
