Finances

"Well, the community college denied my housing money. I'll have to come up with my half of the rent myself..." Cassandra says, saddened.

"Oh, baby, that's horrible. I thought they promised it to you when you signed up?" I ask, my hand on her arm, trying to comfort her.

"Well, they did, but something happened with the paperwork. They said I'd have to reapply, but it could take a few weeks to go through and get approved, if it does at all..." she says, looking defeated.

"Well, we'll figure it out, honey. No way we're giving up this place. I might be able to visit the finance office or ask my parents for a bit of money. Worst case, I get a part-time job until things settle out. We're going to be fine, Cassandra, I promise." I say, hugging her and trying to reassure her with my words.

"Okay babe! I don't want to be a burden, on you or your family. If the college will help us out, that's perfect. And don't worry, I'll be the one to find a job if it comes to that. Your studies are much more important than mine, and you're already giving me so much..." she says, happier than she was before.

"We'll figure it out, baby. I promise." I say, seeing her eyes finally meet mine. She looks much more assured.

I get unpacked, we get settled in, catch a quick lunch at home, and I head out to visit the financial office to see what kind of assistance they can provide.