Day 15: Busking

For @thepromptfoundry ’s Jazzy July 212 word Hazbin Hotel ficlet. ~ They just moved to the city. A rented room. A job as a laundress and a paper route before school because, yes, Alâstor, you do still have to go to school, education opens doors, cher. Just enough money for rent and food. Lunch at the big whitewashed stone church every Sunday. And this. Not on any of the best street corners in the…