Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed.
That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in.
Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life.
He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.
Kierei is an avid reader and has been writing for over ten years. She has a blue merle aussie named Raquetball, who lives up to her name quite well.
One of her newer stories coming out soon is called Fox, a story about a sarcastic shapeshifter who learns first how to trust, and then how to love... with quite a few quips and squabbles along the way.