Noah sat down next to his little brother and watched him eat. They had money, but it was hidden. He didn't want to spend anything if they didn't have to. But soon, once he had found a job, they'd be off the street. He didn't know how he was going to do that, but they'd be off the street.

He turned his head in the direction of the door when he heard something from outside of the room. When the door opened, he jumped up. He was ready to pull James up to his feet and leap for the window if it was someone stronger, but he eased a little when he saw the intruder. He looked roughly Noah's size and age, maybe a little younger. Noah wasn't going to let this kid chase him away.

"I didn't see your name on it," he mocked. "This is our place now, and you're not welcome, so sod off!"