Minor Adjustments

Eighteen. It was supposed to mean freedom. I just didn’t expect to find my shit in garbage bags on the stoop.

I go to the only person I think might help. The girl I’ve been seeing on the sly. She’s happy to help, but she’s got this insane idea…

Marry me. She says.

Marry her? How can I marry her? I’m just a kid. We’re just kids. But she seems to think it will solve my problems. I like her fine, but- Can I do this? Commit even if only till college?

I’m out of options here.

She can’t be serious, can she? Maybe it will be okay, maybe even a little bit fun. Who’d have thought, the emo-punk guy and the cheerleader?

Insane right?

Guess we’ll find out because saying I Do was easy, staying together is going to take some… Minor Adjustments.
Strong Adult Situations this is NOT a Young Adult Novel