Meanwhile Angelica awoke in her new ‘home’. Vancouver. She was now in Vancouver staying in the apartment of those people Dina told her to go with. they were a motley lot. One was a street hustler, a ***** boy with a chiseled face and lanky body…he was so nice to Angie. There was Maria, an argentinian girl with an obbsession woth dinosaurs, she was out trying to find a job…she was nice but distant. There was Roman, the guy who owned the flat, a nice-enough guy but Angelica was suspiscious of the phone-calls who always got…he was nice but realistic. Get a job was the first thing he said to Angelica, if your staying in my flat get a job and contribute to rent. So she woke up with a mission in mind. It felt weird to be on her own, there was no one to tell her when to get up, when to eat, what not to do…the three other people living with her had all gone to their jobs. They let her stay for no reason other than they really didn’t care, they treated her decently but more like as an abstraction. Something to look at, to talk to, but not to share things with. Angelica felt alone. So she showered, dressed, and took the resume she had typed up yesterday, there wasn’t much on it…but she did do a lot of volunteering in the summer with Tina…her mom. Angelica felt a pain in her chest, but life goes on. Angelica hated that saying…life goes on. what she really hated thought was Bette..mommy. She never thought she would hate her. Don’t think about it, don’t think about it….don’t think about it. Angelica was getting really good at pushing away things to the back, to a little spot inside her where the hard ***** stayed. Their apartment was only a block from Commercial Drive, a strip of coffe shops and little merchant stores and people of all varieties, the eastside. A safeway was down the drive was Angelica walked towards that store. Canada was good…..a little different, she was getting used to the accent which was really not that far from her own. It was definetly cleaner…but wetter. It rained last night and the sky today was a dark mass of clouds. Angelica walked fast….not looking at people who walked by her. The baby was constantly on her mind, and when she passed a clinic she checked the hours….Angie planned to stop by there and get a check-up. Her birthday was soon….what a time of celebration. What a travesty.

 That night while trying to get to sleep Angelica felt the first pangs of loneliness, she missed her mom.