Black Girl Holding Grace

Juanita Jackson had a weekly cash quota, and she didn't care where it came from. A different man every night from the neighborhood bars was alright with her as long as she had cash in her hand, liquor to drink, and her drug of choice. That was all that mattered. Her two daughters, teenage son, and a baby at home were simply burdens she had no time or patience for. But in the end, who will be there for her when she flat lines?