How much is it?” Natasha asked once more, staring wide eyed at the college dorm accountant.

“Eighteen hundred and sixty dollars, Miss Wallis.” The dour woman replied patiently. “That’s three months rent, plus late fees. You have a week to pay, or else move out.”

Natasha stared at the piece of paper the she was handed and then at the woman walking out of the dorm room. Where would she get that kind of money in a week? Her evening shift at the pizza place was hardly minimum wage, and ...