Elena plopped down next to Martin, rubbed her sore butt, and said, "You don't have ** for medical insurance, I can't afford to take you to a real clinic. Bill used to live on this street, he never charged us for seeing him.","You better get some money!" Elena snatched a piece of bread and took a big bite. "I'm not going to hold it against you for all the food you've eaten this week, and all the mooching you've done these past few months. But this house rent, your no-good old man hasn't paid it in six months.","Go pray to God for a miracle," Elena shrugged. There's no cheap sympathy among paupers.。