Mom's Appearance Little girl's "Melly, come on. We've got to go, sweetheart," the little girl's mother called for her. The redhead woman finished packing the brown bag of her daughter's lunch. The little girl with strawberry blond hair came in, finally dressed, dragging her princess bag behind her. "Mama, I'm too sleepy to go..." "I know, baby. But you have to go to daycare so Mama can find a good job," she explained gently, helping her daughter into the chair seat. Tiffani was a single mother, at 22, who doted on her only little piece of happiness. The now four-year-old girl, Melissa, had been an unexpected gift from horrid misfortune. Her first year of college, Tiffani had become friends with the wrong guy and had went to the wrong party. She became pregnant from the drunken encounter and never went to school again. Now she was scrapping the bottom of the barrel just to get her precious girl some food. So every day, thanks to the money from child support, Tiffani was able to put her baby in daycare while she looked for a job to take care of every other bill that child support couldn't pay. She didn't have long before she'd be evicted from the little apartment they'd been in for the past year. She couldn't go to her mom; her mom had her own financial issues. "Mama, can we go to the park after daycare today," Melissa asked, taking a bite of her cereal. Tiffani smiled and kissed the top of her head as she made sure everything her girl needed was in the pink backpack. "Of course we can, sweetpea. Hurry, though, we'll be late." Once the girl was done with her breakfast and her teeth brushed, she and her mama walked out and down the street to the daycare. "You look pretty today, Mama," Melissa smiled up at her. "Thank you, honey," she smiled at her daughter. She dropped her daughter off and gathered herself before setting out, going door to door to find the job she so desperately needed.