You may join as a family friend here. The morning sun was beginning to shine through the dimly lit house while the scrambled eggs sizzled in a pan. It was the last day of school before Spring Break. While other kids and families were making plans to travel or enjoy the Spring, the Caloways were busying themselves with jobs to pay their bills. This Spring Break would be the busiest yet. With each year, the living expenses were rising, and the child labor laws were becoming more strict. At only seventeen, Ana Sophia was finding it increasingly harder to find and hold a legal job. Her last job working at Jolene's Diner was cut short after the owners were caught allowing minors to serve alcohol. Now Ana was having to resort to less moral side jobs. One of which was using a fake ID in order to serve alcohol at a local club. Just this morning she was called about delivering packages without questions. As much as she wanted to set a great example for her younger siblings, she had decided to take the job. They needed the money if she planned on all of the kids graduating school. Being the oldest of seven, Ana had stepped up when both of their parents split. She had only been fourteen when their mom disappeared. Their dad began drinking alcohol shortly after. Within the following year, he had become unreliable for anything other than keeping Child Services away. When he stopped returning home, Ana knew the only way to keep all seven of them out of foster care was to lie. Generally being without an adult wasn't a problem, other than when a teacher wanted to speak with a parent. Thankfully, Ana looks older than her age, and she is wonderful with makeup. This morning, she was able to round up some bacon by asking their neighbor, Marcus, over for breakfast. Ana didn't like using people, but she knew Marcus usually had some breakfast items and she didn't have enough money this week for anything other than eggs. She thought he had agreed to join them, though she wasn't certain as she was in a hurry and rushed away when he replied. Either way, he had handed her the bacon and it was frying in a second pan. Hopefully, Marcus would join them; helping with her slight guilt. She glanced at the clock and hollered upstairs for the kids to wake up for school. While breakfast cooked, she grabbed paper bags and placed the pb&js and cheese sandwiches inside for lunch. It would only be a couple minutes before the twins awoke and the rest of the kids came barreling down the stairs. The joys of adulthood.