"I'd have to see if it can fit all the kids. I'm not going anywhere without them." Natalie says resolutely. If she moved she was taking the young kids with her. They considered her their mother and so she wouldn't abandon them. The teenagers could get jobs and relied on themselves for the most part. She walked over and traced the words on his arm, tattooed permanently on his skin. The letters being placed in her head as she wrote them on him looking at him discreetly to determine if this was alright or if she was breaking a silent rule.