Posted on October 29, 2009
jdadler
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Chapter 2: Nathan
Officially, you had to be 18 to work. But that was a privilege which belonged to the upper castes. For the children of workers, making money began when you could count. For Nathan, it had always been the hustle. He was a smart kid, quick witted. He never missed an opportunity when it presented itself, and that made him successful on the street. Some days he brought home more money than his father. Not that that what was saying a lot. Even in a lucky family such as Nathan’s, where both parents had decent jobs, there was barely enough income to maintain the small 3 room shack they lived in. Not that he had spent much time there in the last 2 years, anyway.
He’d never thought about what profession he would choose. He had no reason to expect he would live that long. In the back of his mind had been the expectation that he would follow in either his father or mother’s footsteps. His mother was a cook at the courthouse, plenty of food and regular hours. His father, on the other hand, was an MKE technician.
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