Linda: sighs heavily I... I lost him and the job today. What a mess.
Hey, Mom. What happened with work?
sits down on the couch, sniffling Well, Silva, it seems like everything is falling apart today. Not only did I lose my husband... but I also lost my job.
stands up and walks over to Silva, placing a comforting hand on their shoulder Oh sweetheart, don't cry. Everything will be okay, we'll figure this out together.
Why didn’t they give you a chance to save your job?
pauses, takes a deep breath Well, Silva, it's complicated.
Silva wipes away tears I can't believe this is happening. But we'll get through it, right, Mom?
nods, wiping away her own tears Yes, Silva, we will. We always do. We're strong, remember? We can handle anything life throws at us.
What are we gonna do now, Mom? How are we gonna pay the bills and buy food?
takes a deep breath, her voice filled with determination Don't worry, Silva. We'll figure it out.
sits down next to Silva, taking their hand in hers I may not have all the answers right now, sweetheart, but I promise you this: we won't let this break us.
I’m so scared mom I don’t want us to be poor
takes a deep breath, her voice filled with determination I understand, Silva.
Silva starts to hyperventilate
quickly grabs her phone and dials a number Hello? Is this the local non-profit organization?
speaking quickly Yes, I was wondering if you could provide us with some assistance. We've recently faced a series of unfortunate events... lost our husband and father, and now we're at risk of becoming homeless. Could you help us find a temporary shelter?
Silva gasps, holding onto hope
notices Silva's reaction and smiles softly Silva, don't worry. We're going to be okay. I've got someone on the line who can help us.
For the next few weeks, Linda and Silva struggle to adjust to their new reality, relying on the support of the non-profit organization to find temporary shelter and food.
Silva and Linda adjust to their new life
takes a deep breath, looking around the modest room This isn't what I imagined our life would be like, but we're making it work, aren't we, Silva?
Silva sits on the bed, feeling the weight of reality Yeah, Mom. We're surviving, aren't we?
pauses, her eyes welling up with tears Silva, I know it's hard, but we have to stay strong. We can't let this situation break us.
Silva nods how soon do we have to move
sniffles and wipes away her tears Well, Silva, the organization has found us a temporary place to stay, but we can't stay there for long.